I was conscious of a passing pang for the oyster world, feeling--and I think correctly--that life for these unfortunate bivalves must be one damn thing after another.
I see. Before you fell a victim to the feverish desire for reckless speculation which is so marked a characteristic of the American business man, what?
I like B. Wooster the way he is. Lay off him, I say. Don’t try to change him, or you may lose the flavour. Even when we were merely affianced, I recalled, this woman had dashed the mystery thriller fr...
Hypatia, like all girls who intend to be good wives, made it a practice to look on any suggestions thrown out by her future lord and master as fatuous and futile.
He was the sort of man who would have tried to cheer Napoleon up by talking about the Winter Sports at Moscow.
He was always inclined to read a fictitious sombreness into things when the shadows began to creep over the world and it was still too early for a cocktail.
He proposed to Alice Weston. She refused him. 'It's not because I'm not fond of you. I think you're the nicest man I ever met.' A good deal of assiduous attention had enabled Henry to win this place i...
He looks much more like a lobster than most lobsters do.
Angela nearly got inhaled by a shark while aquaplaning.
And what, he inquired
Да се прокрадва крадешком и да се мотае мотешком...
She ignored my observation. This generally happens with me. Show me a woman, I sometimes say, and I will show you someone who is going to ignore my observations.
Mac had many admirable qualities, but not tact. He was the sort of man who would have tried to cheer Napoleon up by talking about the Winter Sports at Moscow.
Радваше се, че са чужди на самия него, но нямаше нищо против тях точно както човек не желае да бъде синя крава, но не възразява да срещне такава.
Jezail-bullets.
Why has the car stopped?Ah! I said with manly frankness that became me well. There you have me.You see, I'm one of those birds who drive a lot but don't know the first thing about the works. The polic...
Trouble, after all, like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder
Too often when a publisher entertains an author at the midday meal a rather sombre note tinges the table talk. The host is apt to sigh a good deal and to choose as the theme of his remarks the hardnes...
Too often on such occasions one feels, as I feel so strongly with regard to poor old Stilton, that the kindly thing to do would be to seize the prospective bridegroom's trousers in one's teeth and dra...
She was, in short, melted by his distress, as so often happens with the female sex. Poets have frequently commented on this. You are probably familiar with the one who said, Oh, woman in our hours of...