It can't be done, old thing. Sorry, but it's out of the question. I couldn't go through all that again.Not for me?Not for a dozen more like you.I never thought, said Bingo sorrowfully, to hear those w...
He will lunch with you at your flat tomorrow at one-thirty. Please remember that he drinks no wine, strongly disapproves of smoking, and can only eat the simplest food, owing to an impaired digestion....
He looked at me like Lillian Gish coming out of a swoon.Is this Bertie Wooster talking? he said, pained.Yes, it jolly well is!
Talking of being eaten by dogs, there’s a dachshund at Brinkley who when you first meet him will give you the impression that he plans to convert you into a light snack between his regular meals. Pay...
Hallo, Bertie.Hallo, old turnip. Where have you been all this while?Oh, here and there! Ripping weather we're having, Bertie.Not bad.I see the Bank Rate is down again.No, really?Disturbing news from L...
Brookfield, my correspondent, writes that last week he observed him in the moonlight at an advanced hour gazing up at his window.Whose window? Brookfield's?Yes, sir. Presumably under the impression th...
She is a waitress at his lordships club.My God! The Proletariat!
If there were more men like you, Mr. Wooster, London would be a better place.This was dead opposite to my Aunt Agatha's philosophy of life, she always having rather given me to understand that it is t...
Success comes to a writer as a rule, so gradually that it is always something of a shock to him to look back and realize the heights to which he has climbed.
When a girl uses six derogatory adjectives in her attempt to paint the portrait of the loved one, it means something. One may indicate a merely temporary tiff. Six is big stuff.
The silly ass had left the kitchen door open, and I hadn't gone two steps when his voice caught me squarely in the eardrum.'You will find Mr Wooster', he was saying to the substitue chappie, 'an extre...
Golf... is the infallible test. The man who can go into a patch of rough alone, with the knowledge that only God is watching him, and play his ball where it lies, is the man who will serve you faithfu...
Well, you certainly are the most wonderfully woolly baa-lamb that ever stepped.
He was one of those supercilious striplings who give you the impression that you went to the wrong school and that your clothes don't fit.This is Oswald, said Bingo.What, I replied cordially, could be...
Jeeves, I said, those spats.Yes, sir?You really dislike them?Intensely, sir.You don't think time might induce you to change your views?No, sir.
Good works?About the village, sir. Reading to the bedridden - chatting with the sick - that sort of thing, sir. We can but trust that good results will ensue.Yes, I suppose so, I said doubtfully. But,...
'It seems to me, Jeeves, that the ceremony may be one fraught with considerable interest.''Yes, sir.''What, in your opinion, will the harvest be?''One finds it difficult to hazard a conjecture, sir.'...
We'll fling the door open and make a rush, said Bill.Supposing they shoot, old scout?
Musical comedy is the Irish stew of drama. Anything may be put into it, with the certainty that it will improve the general effect.
It’s the burglars! quavered Mrs. Hignett. In the stress of recentevents she had completely forgotten the existence of those enemiesof society. They were dancing in the hall when I arrived, and nowthey...