It has always seemed to me that so long as you produce your dramatic effect, accuracy of detail matters little. I have never striven for it and I have made some bad mistakes in consequence. What matter if I hold my readers?
Arthur Conan DoyleRead
if i could be assured of your destruction, i would in the interest of the public, cheerfully accept my death.
Interpretation
The speaker is expressing a willingness to sacrifice themselves for the greater good if it ensures the destruction of a harmful entity.
In this quote, Arthur Conan Doyle highlights the profound commitment one can have to the public interest. The speaker articulates a selfless readiness to face their own demise if it leads to the eradication of a dire threat, demonstrating the depth of courage and the moral obligation to protect society from evil or danger.
In practice
This quote could be used in a speech advocating for justice and the importance of standing up against evil.
It has always seemed to me that so long as you produce your dramatic effect, accuracy of detail matters little. I have never striven for it and I have made some bad mistakes in consequence. What matter if I hold my readers?
I had neither kith nor kin in England, and was therefore as free as air -- or as free as an income of eleven shillings and sixpence a day will permit a man to be. Under such circumstances, I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.
A dog reflects the family life. Whoever saw a frisky dog in a gloomy family, or a sad dog in a happy one? Snarling people have snarling dogs, dangerous people have dangerous ones.
You yourself may not be luminous, but you are a conductor of light.
I could not rest, Watson, I could not sit quiet in my chair, if I thought that such a man as Professor Moriarty were walking the streets of London unchallenged.
It seems very strange ... that in the course of the world's history so obvious an improvement should never have been adopted. ... The next generation of Britishers would be the better for having had this extra hour of daylight in their childhood.
We need more men with the guts, with the courage, with the strength, with the moral integrity to break our complicit silence and challenge each other and stand with women and not against them.
Yes, I have cancer and it might not go away, but I can still have a future because life goes on.
The world is full of cravens who pretended to be heroes.
Whatever my powers--feminine or the contrary--God had given them, and I felt resolute to be ashamed of no faculty of his bestowal.
I open a paperclip and scratch it across the inside of my left wrist. Pitiful. If a suicide attempt is a cry for help, then what is this. A whimper, a peep? I draw little window cracks of blood, etching line after line until it stops hurting.
The guerrilla band is not to be considered inferior to the army against which it fights simply because it is inferior in fire power.
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