Arthur Conan Doyle Quotes

Very few [doctors] are men of science in any very serious sense; they're men of technique.

I'm not a doctor. I just have a tremendous amount of common sense.

The art of medicine was to be properly learned only from its practice and its exercise.

When I made my first film, I was arrogant and over-confident.

I like my smart-aleck self.

Heart surgeons do not have the world's smallest egos: when you ask them to name the world's three leading practitioners, they never can remember the names of the other two.

The most silent people are generally those who think most highly of themselves.

In the United States, I am often addressed as a doctor. I should like to point out, however, that I am not such and shall never think of becoming one.

We’ve all got weaknesses. Me, for instance. I’m tragically funny and good-looking.

Took the G out yo waffle, all you got left is your ego.

Fifty percent of all doctors graduate in the bottom half of their class - Hope your surgery went well!

Stop being so..." "Charming?Attractive?Irresistible? "I'm going with arrogant.

It is very rare I come to an event where I’m like the fifth or sixth most interesting person.

When someone comes up and says something like, 'I am a god,' everybody says 'Who does he think he is?' I just told you who I thought I was. A god. I just told you. That's who I think I am.

If arrogance were shoes, he'd never go barefoot.

Pride is founded not on the sense of happiness, but on the sense of power.

Arrogance frowns; pride smiles.

Why would I ever get cocky? I'm not saving anybody's life.

In fact, I am never wrong.

I'm so great even I get tongue-tied talking to myself.

Let the degree of egotism be the measure of confidence.

Oh my god, I am so awesome!" Leo bellowed. "So awesome!" Echo yelled back. "He is funny," a nymph ventured. "And cute, in a scrawny way," another said. "Scrawny?" Leo asked. "Baby I invented scrawny. Scrawny is the new sizzling hot.

I regret nothing, says arrogance; I will regret nothing, says inexperience.

I want you," he muttered. "Get rid of him and take me. The only risk is losing someone you don't have anyway. He's not what you need, Ella. I am" "Unbelievable," I said in disgust. "What's unbelievable?" "Your ego. It's surrounded by its own cloud of antimatter. You're a black hole of...of hubris!

Vanity is a confounded donkey, very apt to put his head between his legs, and chuck us over; but pride is a fine horse, that will carry us over the ground, and enable us to distance our fellow-travelers.