Mr. Wodehouse's idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in.

Soon someone would say the fatal words, "Well, I think it’s time for me to go to bed.

Perhaps host and guest is really the happiest relation for father and son.

These memories, which are my life--for we possess nothing certainly except the past--were always with me.

Here I am,' I thought, 'back from the jungle, back from the ruins. Here, where wealth is no longer gorgeous and power has no dignity.

...she had regained what I thought she had lost forever, the magical sadness which had drawn me to her, the thwarted look that had seemed to say, "Surely I was made for some other purpose than this?

In the dying world I come from, quotation is a national vice.