It is the bungled crime that brings remorse.

I pressed down the mental accelerator. The old lemon throbbed fiercely. I got an idea.

It 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.

Chumps always make the best husbands. All the unhappy marriages come from the husbands having brains.

Birds, except when broiled and in the society of a cold bottle, bored him stiff.

I mean to say, I know perfectly well that I've got, roughly speaking, half the amount of brain a normal bloke ought to possess. And when a girl comes along who has about twice the regular allowance, she too often makes a bee line for me with the love light in her eyes. I don't know how to account for it, but it is so." "It may be Nature's provision for maintaining the balance of the species, sir.

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