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I can never bring you to realise the importance of sleeves, the suggestiveness of thumb-nails, or the great issues that may hang from a boot-lace.
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investigate
eloquence
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Matilda Briggs was not the name of a young woman, Watson," said Holmes in a reminiscent voice. "It was a ship which is associated with the giant rat of Sumatra, a story for which the world is not yet prepared."
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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It is an old maxim of mine that when you have excluded the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Perchance you shall, fair sir," said Nigel, "for all that I have seen of you fills me with this desire to go further with you. It is in my mind that we might turn this thing to profit and to honour, for when Sir Robert has spoken to you, I am free to do with you as I will."
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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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.
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intelligence
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What is the use of having powers, Doctor, when one has no field upon which to exert them? Crime is commonplace, existence is commonplace, and no qualities save those which are commonplace have any function upon earth.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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02372e4
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You can understand,' said Holmes very suavely, 'that I extend to the affairs of my other clients the same secrecy which I promise to you in yours.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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That hurts my pride, Watson. It is a petty feeling, no doubt, but it hurts my pride. It becomes a personal matter with me now..." -Sherlock Holmes- -The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes: The Five Orange Pips-"
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crime
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Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and its colour are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Every fairy-tale needs a good old-fashioned villain'
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Leaning back in the cab, this amateur bloodhound carolled away like a lark while I mediated upon the many-sidedness of the human mind.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Evil indeed is the man without one woman to mourn him.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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070d113
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It's every man's business to see justice done.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Como a las polillas, a todos nos gusta revolotear en torno a la luz.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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11ca328
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populus me sibilat at mihi plaudo ipse domi simul ac nummos contemplar in arca
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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We all have neglected opportunities to deplore.
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opportunity
sherlock-holmes
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Ahora que me ha puesto usted al corriente, hare lo posible por olvidarlo
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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c431c99
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Women have seldom have been an attraction to me, for my brain has always governed my heart.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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El mundo esta lleno de cosas obvias, que nadie por casualidad alguna vez observa.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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395bbf0
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when you have excluded the impossible whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.--Sherlock Holmes
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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7263cd7
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There are strange red depths in the soul of the most commonplace man. I am tenderhearted by nature, and have found my eyes moist many a time over the scream of a wounded hare. Yet the blood lust was on me now. I found myself on my feet emptying one magazine, then the other, clicking open the breech to re-load, snapping it to again, while cheering and yelling with pure ferocity and joy of slaughter as I did so.
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nature
mindset
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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Insan ne tuhaf bir yaratiktir. Cinayetle hasir nesir, kim bilir kac kez bir ailenin babasinin, gozu yasli esi ya da caresiz cocuklari icin hicbir pismanlik yahut acima duygusu hissetmeden, hicbir kisisel dusmanliklarinin olmadigi bir adamin canini almis bu adamlarin, muzigin tatli ve dokunakli nagmelerine kulak verince adeta gozleri yasariyordu.
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Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
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the sweat from his dripping brow. But these slaves--look at them! Some are captured Romans, some Sicilians, many black Libyans, but all are in the last exhaustion, their weary eyelids drooped over their eyes, their lips thick with black crusts, and pink with bloody froth, their arms and backs moving mechanically to the hoarse chant of the overseer. Their bodies of all tints from ivory to jet, are stripped to the waist, and every glistening ..
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