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They had been married for thirty-two years. Did he really know so little about her?
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P. D. James |
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Was there a place for him in this modern world, where systems mattered more than people?
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P. D. James |
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His face was a mask betraying nothing.
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P. D. James |
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No one was about, yet he seemed to sense the presence of watching eyes behind blank windows.
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P. D. James |
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You need to decide what you're interested in."
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P. D. James |
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If that was what she wanted to believe, why not let her?
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P. D. James |
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Possibly the most interesting first impression of my life came from the world of dreams.
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P. D. Ouspensky |
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The greatest barrier to consciousness is the belief that one is already conscious.
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P. D. Ouspensky |
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Routine is the death to heroism.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Work, the what's-its-name of the thingummy and the thing-um-a-bob of the what d'you-call-it."
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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'As a sleuth you are poor. You couldn't detect a bass-drum in a telephone-booth.'
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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He resembled a minor prophet who had been hit behind the ear with a stuffed eel-skin.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Bradbury Fisher shuddered from head to foot, and his legs wobbled like asparagus stalks.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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At this moment, the laurel bush, which had hitherto not spoken, said "Psst!"
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Unseen, in the background, Fate was quietly slipping the lead into the boxing-glove.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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He groaned slightly and winced, like Prometheus watching his vulture dropping in for lunch.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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We do not tell old friends beneath our roof-tree that they are an offence to the eyesight.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Gussie, a glutton for punishment, stared at himself in the mirror.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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The female in question was a sloppy pest
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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A slight throbbing about the temples told me that this discussion had reached saturation point.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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My Aunt Agatha, the curse of the Home Counties and a menace to one and all.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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She cried in a voice that hit me between the eyebrows and went out at the back of my head.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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The fellow with a face rather like a walnut."
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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She loves this newt-nuzzling blister."
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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It is never difficult to distinguish between a Scotsman with a grievance and a ray of sunshine.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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He had never acted in his life, and couldn't play the pin in Pinafore.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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I shuddered from stem to stern, as stout barks do when buffeted by the waves.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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It was a harsh, rasping voice, in its timbre not unlike a sawmill.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Aunt Agatha, who eats broken bottles and wears barbed wire next to the skin.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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There came from without the hoof-beats of a galloping relative and Aunt Dahlia whizzed in.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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'You know your Shelley, Bertie!''Oh, am I?'
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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his head emerged cautiously, like that of a snail taking a look around after a thunderstorm.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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The Duke's moustache was rising and falling like seaweed on an ebb-tide.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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He felt like a man who, chasing rainbows, has had one of them suddenly turn and bite him in the leg.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Bingo swayed like a jelly in a high wind.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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His whole aspect was that of a man who has unexpectedly been struck by lightning.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Mere abuse is no criticism.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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He vanished abruptly, like an eel going into mud.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Ice formed on the butler's upper slopes.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Before my eyes he wilted like a wet sock.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Never put anything on paper, my boy, and never trust a man with a small black moustache.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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Oofy, thinking of the tenner he had given Freddie, writhed like an electric fan.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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'Are you sure?' I said that sure was just what I wasn't anything but.
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P. G. Wodehouse |
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I started violently, as if some unseen hand had goosed me.
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P. G. Wodehouse |