Half a league Half a league Half a league onward With a hey-nonny-nonny And a hot cha-cha.

It's not that I don't trust you, Dunstable, it's simply that I don't trust you.

In his normal state he would not strike a lamb. I’ve known him to do it’ ‘Do what?’ ‘Not strike lambs

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

Well, you know, there are limits to the sacred claims of friendship.

I mean, if you're asking a fellow to come out of a room so that you can dismember him with a carving knife, it's absurd to tack a 'sir' on to every sentence. The two things don't go together.

Jeeves, you really are a specific dream-rabbit." "Thank you, miss. I am glad to have given satisfaction.