No one so dislikes being punished unjustly as the person who might have been punished justly on scores of previous occasions, if he had only been found out.
A girl who bonnets a policeman with an ashcan full of bottles is obviously good wife-and-mother timber.
That’s always the way in this world. The chappies you’d like to lend money to won’t let you, whereas the chappies you don’t want to lend it to will do everything except actually stand you on your head and lift the specie out of your pockets.
If he had a mind, there was something on it.
Why do dachshunds wear their ears inside out?
We Woosters freeze like the dickens when we seek sympathy and meet with cold reserve. “Nothing further Jeeves”, I said with quiet dignity.
Warm-hearted! I should think he has to wear asbestos vests!
I suppose he must have taken about a nine or something in hats. Shows what a rotten thing it is to let your brain develop too much.
A man who has spent most of his adult life trying out a series of patent medicines is always an optimist.
In your walks about London you will sometimes see bent, haggard figures that look as if they had recently been caught in some powerful machinery. They are those fellows who got mixed up with Catsmeat when he was meaning well.
Providence looks after all the chumps of this world, and personally, I’m all for it.
You agreee with me that the situation is a lulu? Certainly, a somewhat sharp crisis in your affairs would appear to have been precipitated, Sir.
There’s a sort of wooly headed duckiness about you. If I wasn’t so crazy about Marmaduke, I could really marry you Bertie.
Comedy is the kindly contemplation of the incongruous.
I remember her telling me once that rabbits were the gnomes in attendance to the Fairy Queen and that the stars were God’s daisy chain. Perfect rot, of course.
Well, you certainly are the most wonderfully woolly baa-lamb that ever stepped.
I love writing. I never feel really comfortable unless I am either actually writing or have a story going. I could not stop writing.
Many a man may look respectable, and yet be able to hide at will behind a spiral staircase.
In a series of events, all of which had been a bit thick, this, in his opinion, achieved the maximum of thickness.
Few of them were to be trusted within reach of a trowel and a pile of bricks.