I pressed down the mental accelerator. The old lemon throbbed fiercely. I got an idea.

You are falling into your old error, Jeeves, of thinking that Gussie is a parrot. Fight against this. I shall add the oz.

Hell, it is well known, has no fury like a woman who wants her tea and can't get it.

Employers are like horses — they require management.

Red hair, sir, in my opinion, is dangerous.

I should think it extremely improbable that anyone ever wrote for money. Naturally, when he has written something, he wants to get as much for it as he can, but that is a very different thing from writing for money.

I pressed down the mental accelerator. The old lemon throbbed fiercely. I got an idea.