If there is one thing I dislike, it is the man who tries to air his grievances when I wish to air mine.

There's a sort of wooly headed duckiness about you. If I wasn't so crazy about Marmaduke, I could really marry you Bertie.

Into the face of the young man who sat on the terrace of the Hotel Magnifique at Cannes there had crept a look of furtive shame, the shifty, hangdog look which announces that an Englishman is about to talk French.

It is the bungled crime that brings remorse.

Just another proof, of course, of what I often say - it takes all sorts to make a world.

One of the rummy things about Jeeves is that, unless you watch like a hawk, you very seldom see him come into a room.

What I'm worrying about is what Tom is going to say when he starts talking." "Uncle Tom?" "I wish there was something else you could call him except 'Uncle Tom,' " Aunt Dahlia said a little testily. "Every time you do it, I expect to see him turn black and start playing the banjo.