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"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."
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"The ways of fate are indeed hard to understand. If there is not some compensation hereafter, then the world is a cruel jest."
"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 of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it."
"Truly, the old maid is a most useful person, one of the reserve forces of the community. They talk of the superfluous woman, but what would the poor superfluous man do without her kindly presence?"
"Some facts should be suppressed, or, at least, a just sense of proportion should be observed in treating them."
"There is no scent so pleasant to my nostrils as that faint, subtle reek which comes from an ancient book."
"By the way, Doctor, I shall want your cooperation.''I shall be delighted.''You don't mind breaking the law?''Not in the least.''Nor running a chance of arrest?''Not in a good cause.''Oh, the cause is excellent!''Then I am your man.''I was sure that I might rely on you."
"It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers."
"I care not how humble your bookshelf may be, or how lonely the room which it adorns. Close the door of that room behind you, shut off with it all the cares of the outer world, plunge back into the soothing company of the great dead, and then you are through the magic portal into that fair land whither worry and vexation can follow you no more. You have left all that is vulgar and all that is sordid behind you. There stand your noble, silent comrades, waiting in their ranks. Pass your eye down their files. Choose your man. And then you have but to hold up your hand to him and away you go together into dreamland."
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