Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes

We surely know by some nameless instinct more about our futures than we think we know. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle A man loses his fortune; he gains earnestness. His eyesight goes; it leads him to a spirituality. The girl loses her beauty; she becomes more sympathetic. We think we are pushing our own way bravely, but there is a great Hand in ours all the time. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle I have my own views about Nature's methods, though I feel that it is rather like a beetle giving his opinions upon the Milky Way. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Are you conscious of the restful influence which the stars exert? To me they are the most soothing things in Nature. I am proud to say that I don't know the name of one of them. The glamour and romance would pass away from them if they were all classified and ticketed in one's brain. But when a man is hot and flurried, and full of his own little ruffled dignities and infinitesimal misfortunes, then a star bath is the finest thing in the world. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Still, I have no love for the cloth. Just as cotton, which is in itself the most harmless substance in the world, becomes dangerous on being dipped into nitric acid, so the mildest of mortals is to be feared if he is once soaked in sectarian religion. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle I did not know the woman soul, that crowning gift of Providence to man, which, if we do not ourselves degrade it, will set an edge to all that is good in us. I did not know how the love of a woman will tinge a man's whole life and every action with unselfishness. I did not know how easy it is to be noble when some one else takes it for granted that one will be so; or how wide and interesting life becomes when viewed by four eyes instead of two. ~ The Stark Munro Letters by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle Three quiet days. This hell fiend is like a cat with a mouse. She lets me loose only to pounce upon me again. I am never so frightened as when every thing is still. ~ The Parasite by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle It is the sweetest spring within the memory of man. So green, so mild, so beautiful! Ah, what a contrast between nature without and my own soul so torn with doubt and terror! ~ The Parasite by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle His sanguine spirit turns every firefly into a star. ~ The Parasite by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle She can project herself into my body and take command of it. She has a parasite soul; yes, she is a parasite, a monstrous parasite. She creeps into my frame as the hermit crab does into the whelk's shell. I am powerless. What can I do? I am dealing with forces of which I know nothing. ~ The Parasite by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle