“Love, Miss Halliday, is a delicate plant. It needs tending, nurturing, assiduous fostering. This cannot be done by throwing the breakfast bacon… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Have you ever been turned down by a girl who afterwards married and then been introduced to her husband? If so you'll… — 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
“Get married, P.K. Purvis," said Gussie earnestly. "It's the only life ...” — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“He seemed to be doing his best to marry into a family of pronounced loonies, and how the deuce he thought he… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Didn't Frankenstein get married?" "Did he?" said Eggy. "I don't know. I never met him. Harrow man, I expect.” — 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
“More and more clearly as the scones disappeared into his interior he saw that what the sensible man wanted was a wife… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“In fact, it seemed to him that he could almost hear the wedding bells ringing already. Then, coming out of his dreams,… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Mr Wisdom,' said the girl who had led him into the presence. 'Ah,' said Howard Saxby, and there was a pause of… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“No wonder Freddie experienced the sort of abysmal soul-sadness which afflicts one of Tolstoi's Russian peasants when, after putting in a heavy… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Love, Miss Halliday, is a delicate plant. It needs tending, nurturing, assiduous fostering. This cannot be done by throwing the breakfast bacon at a… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“[A]lways get to the dialogue as soon as possible. I always feel the thing to go for is speed. Nothing puts the reader off… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“In these days in which we live, when existence has become a thing of infinite complexity and fate, if it slips us a bit… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Good Lord, Jeeves! Is there anything you don’t know?’ ‘I couldn’t say, sir.” — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Ask the first lion cub you meet, and it will tell you that, once you’ve tasted blood, there is no pulling up, and it’s… — 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, and can… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Too often on such occasions one feels, as I feel so strongly with regard to poor old Stilton, that the kindly thing to do… — 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, and one… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“...he switched on the [flashlight]. When he did so, he instantly became the center attraction to a rowdy mob of those gnats, moths, and… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Conversationally, I am like a clockwork toy. I have to be set going.” — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“One of the advantages a sister has when arguing with a brother is that she is under no obligation to be tactful. If she… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“Liz," said Mr. Cootes, lost in admiration, "when it comes to doping out a scheme, you're the snake's eyebrows!” — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
