Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes

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Arthur Conan Doyle
“I could not rest, Watson, I could not sit quiet in my chair, if I thought that such a man as Professor Moriarty were walking the streets of London unchallenged.”
Arthur Conan Doyle

Arthur Conan Doyle
“Desultory readers are seldom remarkable for the exactness of their learning.”
Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study in Scarlet

Arthur Conan Doyle
“So it was, my dear Watson, that at two o'clock today I found myself in my old armchair in my own old room, and only wishing that I could have seen my old friend Watson in the other chair which he has so often adorned.
- Sherlock Holmes.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle The Return of Sherlock Holmes

Arthur Conan Doyle
“It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan in which it died away. Again and again it sounded, the whole air throbbing with it, strident, wild and menacing.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles

Arthur Conan Doyle
“As I turned away, I saw Holmes, with his back against a rock and his arms folded, gazing down at the rush of the waters. It was the last that I was ever destined to see of him in this world.
- Watson.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Final Problem and Other Stories

Arthur Conan Doyle
“Individuals vary, but percentages remain constant. So says the statistician.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle-The Sign of Four

Arthur Conan Doyle
“A strange enigma is man”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle The Sign of Four

“To a great mind, nothing is little.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Arthur Conan Doyle
“I pray that his lot may be a happier one in that life than it has been in this.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

Lily Graham
“The ceasefire lasted about ten minutes, when she discovered that Bram Stoker - inventor of Dracula - was a 'conspiracy theorist' and that Sir Arthur Conan Doyle was a fool, who played golf.
"What has that got to do with it?" she cried, exasperated.
He looked at her incredulously. 'Everything. No man can have poetry in his soul and play golf.”
Lily Graham, The Paris Secret