Work, the what's-its-name of the thingummy and the thing-um-a-bob of the what d'you-call-it.

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

A little bit added to what you've already got gives you a little bit more.

Back horses or go down to Throgmorton Street and try to take it away from the Rothschilds, and I will applaud you as a shrewd and cautious financier. But to bet at golf is pure gambling.

I just sit at a typewriter and curse a bit.

She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight about the hips that season

I pity the shrimp that matches wits with you Jeeves