As we grow older and realize more clearly the limitations of human happiness, we come to see that the only real and abiding pleasure in life is to give pleasure to other people.

There was a sound in the background like a distant sheep coughing gently on a mountainside. Jeeves sailing into action.

New York is a small place when it comes to the part of it that wakes up just as the rest is going to bed.

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.

In every romance you have to budget for the occasional dust-up.

Work, the what's-its-name of the thingummy and the thing-um-a-bob of the what d'you-call-it.

Many a man may look respectable, and yet be able to hide at will behind a spiral staircase.