I hadn't the heart to touch my breakfast. I told Jeeves to drink it himself. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, 'Do trousers matter?'" "The mood will pass, sir. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Well, there it is. That's Jeeves. Where others merely smite the brow and clutch the hair, he acts. Napoleon was the same. — Anonymous 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
“I said, 'Don't talk rot, Old Tom Travers." "I am not accustomed to talk rot," he said. "Then, for a beginner," I… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“The man was goggling. His entire map was suffused with a rich blush. He looked like the Soul's Awakening done in pink.” — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Never mind," I said crisply. "I have my methods." I dug out my entire stock of manly courage, breathed a short prayer… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“She said I would find Oswald out in the grounds, and such is a mother's love that she spoke as if that… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
-'What do ties matter, Jeeves, at a time like this?' There is no time, sir, at which ties do not matter — P. G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
One of the rummy things about Jeeves is that, unless you watch like a hawk, you very seldom see him come into… — 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
I don't want to seem always to be criticizing your methods of voice production, Jeeves, I said, but I must inform you… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Mr Wingham has the advantage of being on the premises. He and the young lady play duets after dinner, which acts as… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“He looked at me like Lillian Gish coming out of a swoon. "Is this Bertie Wooster talking?" he said, pained. "Yes, it… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Tell him my future is in his hands and that, if the wedding bells ring out, he can rely on me, even… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
It was one of those cases where you approve the broad, general principle of an idea but can't help being in a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Yes, by damn! It's too bad!" cried the whiskered marvel. "You careless old woman! You give my hotel bad names, would you… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
Oh, Jeeves,' I said; 'about that check suit.' Yes, sir?' Is it really a frost?' A trifle too bizarre, sir, in my… — 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
“Bertie old man I say Bertie could you possibly come down here at once. Everything gone wrong hang it all. Dash it… — 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
“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
“A ripe suggestion," I said. "Where are you meeting her? At the Ritz?" "Near the Ritz." He was geographically accurate. About fifty… — 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
“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
“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
“I suppose the fundamental distinction between Shakespeare and myself is one of treatment. We get our effects differently. Take the familiar farcical… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“You see I'm wearing the tie," said Bingo. "It suits you beautiful," said the girl. Personally, if anyone had told me that… — 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
“The hotel which had had the bad luck to draw Aunt Agatha's custom was the Splendide, and by the time I got… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
You are falling into your old error, Jeeves, of thinking that Gussie is a parrot. Fight against this. I shall add the… — Anonymous 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
I don't know if I've ever derived such an immediate sense of calm and well-being from any book as I did from… — Lev Grossman 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
“Yes, sir,' said Jeeves in a low, cold voice, as if he had been bitten in the leg by a personal friend.” — Wodehouse P.G 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
Jeeves, you really are a specific dream-rabbit." "Thank you, miss. I am glad to have given satisfaction. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
