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

Birds, except when broiled and in the society of a cold bottle, bored him stiff.

I mean, imagine how some unfortunate Master Criminal would feel, on coming down to do a murder at the old Grange, if he found that not only was Sherlock Holmes putting in the weekend there, but Hercule Poirot, as well." ~ Bertram "Bertie" Wooster

I hadn't the heart to touch my breakfast. I told Jeeves to drink it himself.

It's curious how, when you're in love, you yearn to go about doing acts of kindness to everybody.

The brains of members of the Press departments of motion-picture studios resemble soup at a cheap restaurant. It is wiser not to stir them.

Golf, like measles, should be caught young.