A hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen. Fire burst from… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
You're not hurt, Watson? For God's sake, say that you are not hurt!" It was worth a wound -- it was worth… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
He spoke wistfully of a sudden leaving, a breaking of old ties, a flight into a strange world, ending in this dreary… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Come what may, I am bound to think that all things are ordered for the best; though when the good is a… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
His neighbor is a tooth-drawer. That bag at his girdle is full of the teeth that he drew at Winchester fair. I… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
There's a light in a woman's eyes that speaks louder than words. — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Well, I'm a bacteriologist, you know. I live in a nine-hundred-diameter microscope. I can hardly claim to take serious notice of anything… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
To his eyes all seemed beautiful, but to me a tinge of melancholy lay upon the countryside, which bore so clearly the… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece, and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco case. With his… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
My mind rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram, or the most intricate analysis, and I… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
...it was a huge creature, luminous, ghastly, and spectral. I have cross-examined these men, one of them a hard-headed countryman, one a farrier, and… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“A study in scarlet, eh? Why shouldn't we use a little art jargon. There's the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Mediocrity knows nothing higher than itself, but talent instantly recognizes genius. — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“Holy men? Holy cabbages! Holy bean-pods! What do they do but live and suck in sustenance and grow fat? If that be holiness, I… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Amberley excelled at chess - a mark, Watson, of a scheming mind. — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Ex-Professor Moriarty of mathematical celebrity... is the Napoleon of crime, Watson. — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“When a doctor does go wrong, he is the first of criminals. He has the nerve and he has the knowledge.” — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
“How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!” — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
You wish to put me in the dark. I tell you that I will never be put in the dark. You wish to beat… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
