“He will lunch with you at your flat tomorrow at one-thirty. Please remember that he drinks no wine, strongly disapproves of smoking,… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“My late Uncle Henry, you see, was by way of being the blot on the Wooster escutcheon. An extremely decent chappie personally,… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“He was one of those supercilious striplings who give you the impression that you went to the wrong school and that your… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Judge of my chagrin and all that sort of thing, therefore, when, tottering to my room and switching on the light, I… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Mr Wooster, I am not ashamed to say that the tears came into my eyes as I listened to them. It amazes… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Are there any books of that sort nowadays? The only ones I ever see mentioned in the papers are about married couples… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Hallo, Bertie." "Hallo, old turnip. Where have you been all this while?" "Oh, here and there! Ripping weather we're having, Bertie." "Not… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“She is very wonderful, Bertie. She is not one of these flippant, shallow-minded, modern girls. She is sweetly grave and beautifully earnest.… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Bertie," he said, "I want your advice." "Carry on." "At least, not your advice, because that wouldn't be much good to anybody.… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“At that moment the gong sounded, and the genial host came tumbling downstairs like the delivery of a ton of coals.” — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“I merely called for my hat and stick in a marked manner and legged it. But the memory rankled, if you know… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“I say Bertie old man I am in love at last. She is the most wonderful girl Bertie old man. This is… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“And you call yourself a pal of mine!" "Yes, I know; but there are limits." "Bertie," said Bingo reproachfully, "I saved your… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“I worship her, Bertie! I worship the very ground she treads on!" continued the patient, in a loud, penetrating voice. Fred thompson… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Mr Little is certainly warm-hearted, sir." "Warm-hearted! I should think he has to wear asbestos vests.” — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Do you realise that about two hundred of Twing's heftiest are waiting for you outside to chuck you into the pond?" "No!"… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“I say, Bertie," he said, after a pause of about an hour and a quarter. "Hallo!" "Do you like the name Mabel?"… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“What are you giving us?" "Cold consomme, a cutlet, and a savoury, sir. With lemon-squash, iced." "Well, I don't see how that… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“We run to height a bit in our family, and there's about five-foot-nine of Aunt Agatha, topped off with a beaky nose,… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“There's no getting away from the fact that, if ever a man required watching, it's Steggles. Machiavelli could have taken his correspondence… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“The scheme had been, if I remember, that after lunch I should go off and caddy for Honoria on a shopping tour… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“You know how it is as a rule, when you want to get Chappie A on Spot B at exactly the same… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“She sometimes takes her little brother for a walk round this way," explained Bingo. "I thought we would meet her and bow,… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Bertie, old man," said young Bingo earnestly, "for the last two weeks I've been comforting the sick to such an extent that,… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Jeeves," I said, "those spats." "Yes, sir?" "You really dislike them?" "Intensely, sir." "You don't think time might induce you to change… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
