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    Arthur Conan Doyle
    “The world is full of obvious things which nobody by any chance ever observes.”
    Arthur Conan Doyle; Corrections And Editor Edgar W. Smith; Illustrators, The Hound of the Baskervilles

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    Arthur Conan Doyle
    “As a rule, the more bizarre a thing is the less mysterious it proves to be. It is your commonplace, featureless crimes which are really puzzling, just as a commonplace face is the most difficult to identify.”
    Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

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    Arthur Conan Doyle
    “My mind," he said, "rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. I can dispense then with artificial stimulants. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation. That is why I have chosen my own particular profession, or rather created it, for I am the only one in the world.”
    Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sign of Four

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    Arthur Conan Doyle
    “The larger crimes are apt to be the simpler, for the bigger the crime, the more obvious, as a rule, is the motive.”
    Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

  • #5
    Agatha Christie
    “It often seems to me that's all detective work is, wiping out your false starts and beginning again."

    "Yes, it is very true, that. And it is just what some people will not do. They conceive a certain theory, and everything has to fit into that theory. If one little fact will not fit it, they throw it aside. But it is always the facts that will not fit in that are significant.”
    Agatha Christie, Death on the Nile

  • #6
    Agatha Christie
    “One little Indian left all alone, he went out and hanged himself and then there were none.”
    Agatha Christie, And Then There Were None

  • #7
    Agatha Christie
    “I have no pity for myself either. So let it be Veronal. But I wish Hercule Poirot had never retired from work and come here to grow vegetable marrows.”
    Agatha Christie, The Murder of Roger Ackroyd

  • #8
    Arthur Conan Doyle
    “No: I am not tired. I have a curious constitution. I never remember feeling tired by work, though idleness exhausts me completely." ~ Sherlock Holmes”
    Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sign of Four

  • #9
    Agatha Christie
    “Oh, I'm not afraid of death! What have I got to live for after all? I suppose you believe it's very wrong to kill a person who has injured you-even if they've taken away everything you had in the world?”
    Agatha Christie, Death on the Nile

  • #10
    Agatha Christie
    “I'm sorry, but I do hate this differentiation between the sexes. 'The modern girl has a thoroughly businesslike attitude to life' That sort of thing. It's not a bit true! Some girls are businesslike and some aren't. Some men are sentimental and muddle-headed, others are clear-headed and logical. There are just different types of brains.”
    Agatha Christie, Appointment with Death

  • #11
    Arthur Conan Doyle
    “The man might have died in a fit; but then the jewels are missing," mused the Inspector, "Ha! I have a theory. These flashes come upon me at times... What do you think of this, Holmes? Sholto was, on his own confession, with his brother last night. The brother died in a fit, on which Sholto walked off the treasure! How's that?"
    "On which the dead man very considerately got up and locked the door on the inside," said Holmes.”
    Arthur Conan Doyle, The Sign of Four

  • #12
    Agatha Christie
    “Then there are some minor points that strike me as suggestive - for instance, the position of Mrs. Hubbard's sponge bag, the name of Mrs. Armstrong's mother, the detective methods of Mr. Hardman, the suggestion of Mr. MacQueen that Ratchett himself destroyed the charred note we found, Princess Dragomiroff's Christian name, and a grease spot on a Hungarian passport.”
    Agatha Christie, Murder on the Orient Express

  • #13
    John Crowley
    “There was after all no mystery in the end of love, no mystery but the mystery of love itself, which was large certainly but as real as grass, as natural and unaccountable as bloom and branch and their growth.”
    John Crowley, Little, Big



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