Jeeves, you really are a specific dream-rabbit." "Thank you, miss. I am glad to have given satisfaction.

I wouldn't have a face like that,' proceeded the child, with a good deal of earnestness, 'not if you gave me a million dollars.' He thought for a moment, then corrected himself. 'Two million dollars!' he added.

In your walks about London you will sometimes see bent, haggard figures that look as if they had recently been caught in some powerful machinery. They are those fellows who got mixed up with Catsmeat when he was meaning well.

Marriage is not a process for prolonging the life of love, sir. It merely mummifies its corpse.

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.

Some minds are like soup in a poor restaurant—better left unstirred.

Few of them were to be trusted within reach of a trowel and a pile of bricks.