Unnecessary to present to Arthur Conan Doyle at this stage. Today May 22 we celebrate his 159 birthday. I'll just remember a little bit that Conan Doyle was a famous British writer and physician, Scottish in particular. Creator of the inimitable detective Sherlock Holmes, He abandoned medicine to focus on his role as a writer. In addition, he also wrote many works such as science fiction stories, historical novels, poetry and theater.
Of all of them, but especially of Holmes, innumerable film versions have been made with many faces for the classic detective more famous there has been and for having. This memory goes with 6 fragments Of his works Study in Scarlet, The sign of the four, Scandal in Bohemia, The Baskerville Dog, Beach Star y The Adventure of the Dying Detective.
Study in Scarlet
Holmes was not a man of disorderly life; modest in his way of being, regular in his habits, he rarely went to bed after ten o'clock at night, when I got up, he had already left the house after having had his breakfast. The day was spent between the chemical laboratory and the dissection room, sometimes taking long walks, almost always on the outskirts of town. You cannot form an idea of your activity when you were in one of those periods of excitement. Some time passed, the reaction came, and then whole days, from dawn to dusk, he would lie on a couch, motionless and without saying a word. His eyes took on an expression so vague and dreamy that anyone would have taken him for an idiot or a madman if his characteristic sobriety and the perfect morality of his life had not been a constant protest such an assumption.
The sign of the four
Sherlock Holmes picked up the vial from the corner of the mantel and removed his hypodermic syringe from its fine morocco case. He inserted the delicate needle with his long, white, nervous fingers, and rolled up the left sleeve of his shirt. For brief moments, his eyes rested thoughtfully on the muscular forearm and wrist, both covered in dots and scars from the innumerable punctures. Finally, he drove the sharp point into the flesh, pressed down on the tiny plunger, and dropped back, sinking into the velvet-covered chair and breathing out a long, contented sigh.
Scandal in Bohemia
For Sherlock Holmes she is always "the woman." I have seldom heard him mention it by another name. In his eyes he outshines the totality of his sex and surpasses it. And it was not that he felt towards Irene Adler a feeling similar to love. All feelings, and this one in particular, seemed abominable to his cold, precise, admirably balanced mind. I consider him the most perfect reasoning and observing machine the world has ever known, but as a lover he would not have known how to function. He never spoke of the most tender passions, except with sarcasm and contempt. They were invaluable elements for the observer, excellent for lifting the veil that covers human motivations and actions. But for the seasoned thinker, admitting such intrusions into his delicate, well-adjusted temperament meant introducing a distraction factor capable of casting doubt on all the conclusions of his mind.
The dog of the Baskervilles
"Watson, you really are outdoing yourself," said Holmes, pushing back his chair and lighting a cigarette. I must confess that every time you have reviewed my little successes, you underestimate your own ability. It may not be particularly bright, but it paves the way for the brilliance of others. There are people who, without being great themselves, possess extraordinary power to stimulate genius. I confess, dear friend, that I am in your debt.
Silver star
"This is one of the cases in which the reasoner must exercise his skill in sifting through known facts for details rather than discovering new facts." This has been a tragedy so out of the ordinary, so complete and important, personal to so many people, that we find ourselves suffering from a plethora of inferences, conjectures, and hypotheses. The difficult thing here is to detach the skeleton of the facts ..., of the absolute and indisputable facts ..., of everything that are nothing but theorists and reporters. Continuous act, well established on this solid foundation, our obligation is to see what consequences can be drawn and what are the special points that constitute the axis of the whole mystery.
The Adventure of the Dying Detective
Mrs. Hudson, the patron saint of Sherlock Holmes, had a long experience of suffering. Not only did he find his first floor invaded at all hours by flocks of strange and often undesirable characters, but his notable guest displayed an eccentricity and irregularity of life that undoubtedly had to put his patience to the test. His incredible disorder, his fondness for music at strange times, his occasional revolver training in the room, his insane and often smelly science experiments, and the atmosphere of violence and danger that enveloped him, made him the worst tenant in London. . Instead, his pay was princely. I have no doubt that I could have bought the house for the price Holmes paid for his rooms in the years I was with him.