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London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
— Arthur Conan Doyle
physician, physician writer, novelist, essayist, playwright, screenwriter, science fiction writer, children's writer, crime fiction writer, short story writer, historian, writer
1859 – 1930
London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose.
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. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation.
When a doctor does go wrong he is the first of criminals. He has nerve and he has knowledge.
When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.
Where there is no imagination there is no horror.
Depend upon it there comes a time when for every addition of knowledge you forget something that you knew before. It is of the highest importance, therefore, not to have useless facts elbowing out the useful ones.
For strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination.
I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose.
My dear Watson," said [Sherlock Holmes], "I cannot agree with those who rank modesty among the virtues. To the logician all things should be seen exactly as they are, and to underestimate one's self is as much a departure from truth as to exaggerate one's own powers.
Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent.
We can't command our love, but we can our actions.
