Quotes from Arthur Conan Doyle
                        Take a pinch of snuff, doctor, and acknowledge that I have scored over you in your example.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        Crime is common. Logic is rare.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        My mind 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 with artificial stimulants. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        A forced marriage is no marriage.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        I examine the data, as an expert, and pronounce a specialist's opinion. I claim no credit in such cases. My name figures in no newspaper. The work itself, the pleasure of finding a filed for my peculiar powers, is my highest reward.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        Give me the most abstruse cryptogram, or the most intricate analysis, and i am in my own proper atmosphere. I crave for mental exaltation. That is why I have chosen my own particular profession, or rather created it.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        To underestimate one's self is as much a departure from truth as to exaggerate one's own powers.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        A large number merely strange
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        For the love of his art
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth?
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        We reach. We gasp. And what is left in our hands at the end? A shadow. Or a worse than a shadow - misery.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                
                        My nerves tingled with the sense of adventure. Throwing aside my cigarette, I closed my hand upon the butt of my revolver, and, walking swiftly up the door, I looked in.
                    — Arthur Conan Doyle
                        
                 
                        