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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d1879b9 | In the spring, Jeeves, a livelier iris gleams upon the burnished dove.' 'So | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| b5e1e5f | England is a jolly sight too small for anyone to live in with Aunt Agatha, if she's really on the warpath. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 28852b4 | Dear old Bicky, though a stout fellow and absolutely unrivaled as an imitator of bull-terriers and cats, was in many ways one of the most pronounced fatheads that ever pulled on a suit of gent's underwear. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 818c925 | You see I'm wearing the tie,' said Bingo. 'It suits you beautiful,' said the girl. Personally, if anyone had told me that a tie like that suited me, I should have risen and struck them on the mazzard, regardless of their age and sex; but poor old Bingo simply got all flustered with gratification, and smirked in the most gruesome manner. 'Well, | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 5a69f54 | I say!" he said. "Are you broke?" Nelly laughed. | P.G Wodehouse | ||
| 4d4999c | You know how it is. Love's flame flickers and dies, reason returns to her throne, and you aren't nearly as ready to hop about and jump through hoops as in the first pristine glow of the divine passion. | love | P.G. Wodehouse | |
| 2956b00 | ostensibly | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 258f567 | Get married, P.K. Purvis," said Gussie earnestly. "It's the only life ..." | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 7e19541 | Then they appeared to ooze off, for all became quiet save for the lapping of the waves on the shore. And, by Jove, so sedulously did these waves lap that gradually a drowsiness crept over me and not ten minutes after I had made up my mind that I should never get to sleep again in this world I was off as comfortably as a babe or suckling. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| f55d0c6 | friends and I used to play an invented parlor game called the Worst Records Never Made. The point was to hypothesize the most stunningly inappropriate albums we could imagine--pairings of artists and material so horrific that even the famously dunderheaded major labels would hardly consider making them. Most of our inspirations have been lost to memory, but the notion of discs like "Yodel with the Berlin Philharmonic," "The Three Tenors Sin.. | Tim Page | ||
| f277b3e | XVIII. THE LOCHINVAR METHOD XIX. ON THE LAKE XX. A LESSON IN PICQUET | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 0e6e4cc | A left jab from him had all the majesty of a formal declaration of war. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| c79f5a5 | In this life, you can choose between two courses. You can either shut yourself up in a country house and stare into tanks, or you can be a dasher with the sex. You can't do both. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 9b69c80 | Especially if the girl he had earmarked was one of these tough modern thugs, all lipstick and cool, hard, sardonic eyes, as she probably was. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 988c38c | In the past she had been compelled to describe this man as a hunk of cheese and to express the opinion that his crookedness was such as to enable him to hide at will behind a spiral staircase; but now, in the joy of this unexpected reunion, all these harsh views were forgotten. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 316bd43 | We are going to do a play, and we want another man. The man who was going to play one of the parts has had to go back to London." "Poor devil! Fancy having to leave a place like this and go back to that dingy, overrated town." | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| b3be5d4 | I say," said Jimmy, as they moved away, "who is that fellow Wesson?" "Oh, a man," said Molly vaguely. "There's no need to be fulsome," said Jimmy. "He can't hear." | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 376650c | A man who forgets what day he was married, when he's been married one year, will forget, at about the end of the fourth, that he's married at all. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 5e3be12 | She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight about the hips that season. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| dc654a4 | 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 hardness of the times, the stagnant condition of the book trade and the growing price of pulp paper. And when his guest tries to cheer him up by suggesting that these disadvantages may be offset by a spirited policy of publicity, he sighs again and sa.. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| bad3faa | I knew what it felt like. I was once in love myself with a girl called Elizabeth Shoolbred, and the fact that she couldn't stand me at any price will be recorded in my autobiography. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 7fe3aaa | By the way, one generally shakes hands in the smartest circles. Yours seem to be down there somewhere. Might I trouble you? Right. Got it? Thanks! | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| d90219a | As Nebuchadnezzar is reported to have said of his vegetarian diet, it may have been wholesome, but it was not good. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 0c9748f | 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? | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| d0ec732 | Brainy badinage of that sort is exchanged every day in the best society. You should hear dukes and earls! The wit! the esprit! The flow of soul! | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| a3e7804 | You see, the catch about portrait-painting--I've looked into the thing a bit--is that you can't start painting portraits till people come along and ask you to, and they won't come and ask you to until you've painted a lot first. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| d356ff9 | Cold is the ogre that drives all beautiful things into hiding | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| a8f129e | 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 in her affections. He had worked patiently and well before actually putting his fortune to the test. 'I'd marry you tomorrow if things were different. But I'm on the stage, and I mean to stick there. Most of the girls want to get off it, but not.. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 407543d | Here, you! The boss wants you. Buck up!' Mr Stafford was talking into the telephone. He replaced the receiver as Henry entered. 'Oh, Rice, here's a woman wants her husband shadowed while he's on the road. He's an actor. I'm sending you. Go to this address, and get photographs and all particulars. You'll have to catch the eleven o'clock train on Friday.' 'Yes, sir.' 'He's in "The Girl" | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 535c14b | He lit another cigar, and began to brood over the folly of mankind. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 1b856b5 | I thought it was fine.' 'How sympathetic you are!' cooed George, glutinously, edging a little closer. 'Do you know--' 'Shall | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 7035ba0 | '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.' 'You mean imagination boggles?' 'Yes, sir.' I inspected my imagination. He was right. It boggled | P. G. Wodehouse | ||
| c622979 | Kdyz zena vi vse, pak pravidelne cekaji nejakeho muze malery. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 67ddcc1 | What, in your opinion, will the harvest be?" "One finds it difficult to hazard a conjecture, sir." "You mean imagination boggles?" "Yes, sir." I inspected my imagination. He was right. It boggled." | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 19a8c99 | The only occupant of the more posh saloon bar was a godlike man in a bowler hat with grave, finely chiselled features and a head that stuck out at the back, indicating great brain power. To cut a long story short, Jeeves. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| a771819 | He wore the unmistakable look of a man about to be present at a row between women, and only a wet cat in a strange back-yard bears itself with less jauntiness than a man faced by such a prospect. A millionaire several times over, Mr. Pett would cheerfully have given much of his wealth to have been elsewhere at that moment. Such was the agitated state of his mind that, when a hand was laid lightly upon his arm as he was about to follow his w.. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 02e2851 | Strangers always look big on the football field. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| c598d03 | Jeeves,' I said - and I am not ashamed to confess that there was a spot of chokiness in the voice - 'there is none like you, none. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 125aa4b | Are you the Bully, the Pride of the School , or the Boy who is Led Astray and takes to Drink in Chapter Sixteen?" "The last, for choice," said Mike, "but I've only just arrived, so I don't know." | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 7ffc762 | What it all boils down to, if you follow me, is that certain blokes -- me, for example -- have got much too much of the ready, while certain other blokes -- the martyred proletariat, for instance -- haven't got enough. This makes it fairly foul for the m.p., if you see what I mean. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 776fd9e | Many men in Packy's position would have shrunk from diving in to the rescue, fully clad. Packy was one of them. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| b9f0b63 | One of the things which have caused the making of motion pictures to be listed among the Dangerous Trades is the fact that it has been found impossible to dispense with the temperamental female star. . . . Every Hortensia Burwash picture grossed five million, but in the making of them she was extremely apt, if thwarted in some whim, to run , sparing neither age nor sex. | P.G. Wodehouse | ||
| 52191ab | I'm not absolutely certain of my facts, but I rather fancy it's Shakespeare - or, if not, it's some equally brainy lad - who says that it's always just when a chappie is feeling particularly top-hole, and more than usually braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with a bit of lead piping. | chappie fate lead-piping shakespeare top-hole | P. G. Wodehouse | |
| 6d935d8 | Which one, darling?' 'The one with a face like a fish.' 'But they all have faces like fish, darling.' | P.G. Wodehouse |