I shoved on a dressing-gown, and flew downstairs like a mighty, rushing wind.
Just another proof, of course, of what I often say - it takes all sorts to make a world.
Gussie, a glutton for punishment, stared at himself in the mirror.
But everything is relative, Bertie... You, for instance, are my relative, and I am your relative.
You can't be a successful Dictator and design women's underclothing.
I always advise people never to give advice.