Woman is the unfathomable, incalculable mystery, the problem we men can never hope to solve.

You would not enjoy Nietzsche, sir. He is fundamentally unsound.

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

I am not always good and noble. I am the hero of this story, but I have my off moments.

I laughed derisively. "For goodness' sake, don't start gargling now. This is serious." "I was laughing." "Oh, were you? Well, I'm glad to see you taking it in this merry spirit." "Derisively," I explained.

In all crises of human affairs there are two broad courses open to a man. He can stay where he is or he can go elsewhere.

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