Boyhood, like measles, is one of those complaints which a man should catch young and have done with, for when it comes in middle life it is apt to be serious.

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

I suppose half the time Shakespeare just shoved down anything that came into his head.

I never want to see anyone, and I never want to go anywhere or do anything. I just want to write.

We Woosters freeze like the dickens when we seek sympathy and meet with cold reserve. "Nothing further Jeeves", I said with quiet dignity.

A girl who bonnets a policeman with an ashcan full of bottles is obviously good wife-and-mother timber.

To find a man's true character, play golf with him.