The storm is over, there is sunlight in my heart. I have a glass of wine and sit thinking of what has passed.
P. G. WodehouseShe looked away. Her attitude seemed to suggest that she had finished with him, and would be obliged if somebody would come and sweep him up.
P. G. WodehouseHer pupils were at once her salvation and her despair. They gave her the means of supporting life, but they made life hardly worth supporting.
P. G. WodehouseWe must always remember, however,' said Psmith gravely, 'that poets are also God's creatures.
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