His whole aspect was that of a man who has unexpectedly been struck by lightning.

He groaned slightly and winced like Prometheus watching his vulture dropping in for lunch.

There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, 'Do trousers matter?'" "The mood will pass, sir.

There was the man who seemed to be attempting to decieve his ball and lull it into a false sense of security by looking away from it and then making a lightning slash in the apparent hope of catching it off its guard.

It is never difficult to distinguish between a Scotsman with a grievance and a ray of sunshine.

I wouldn't have a face like that,' proceeded the child, with a good deal of earnestness, 'not if you gave me a million dollars.' He thought for a moment, then corrected himself. 'Two million dollars!' he added.

There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action.