He looked haggard and careworn, like a Borgia who has suddenly remembered that he has forgotten to shove cyanide in the consommé, and the dinner-gong due any moment.
P. G. WodehouseChumps always make the best husbands. All the unhappy marriages come from the husbands having brains.
P. G. WodehouseIf you could call the thing a horse. If it hadn't shown a flash of speed in the straight, it would have got mixed up with the next race.
P. G. WodehouseIt was a morning when all nature shouted Fore! The breeze, as it blew gently up from the valley, seemed to bring a message of hope and cheer, whispering of chip shots holed and brassies landing squarely on the meat. The fairway, as yet unscarred by the irons of a hundred dubs, smiled greenly up at the azure sky.
P. G. Wodehouse