...it is only when a man goes out into the world with the thought that there are heroisms all round him, and with the desire all alive in his heart to follow any which may come within sight of him, that he breaks away... from the life he knows, and ventures forth into the wonderful mystic twilight land where lie the great adventures and the great rewards.

Now is the dramatic moment of fate, Watson, when you hear a step upon the stair which is walking into your life, and you know not whether for good or ill.

Our ideas must be as broad as Nature if they are to interpret Nature.

What a creature he was! Never have I felt such a horse between my knees. His great haunches gathered under him with every stride, and he shot forward ever faster and faster, stretched like a greyhound, while the windbeat in my face and whistled past my ears.

To underestimate oneself is as much an exaggeration of one's powers than the other.

I have seen too much not to know that the impression of a woman may be more valuable than the conclusion of an analytical reasoner.

I have my own views about Nature's methods, though I feel that it is rather like a beetle giving his