I suppose he must have taken about a nine or something in hats. Shows what a rotten thing it is to let your brain develop too much.

I never want to see anyone, and I never want to go anywhere or do anything. I just want to write.

The only way of really finding out a man's true character is to play golf with him. In no other walk of life does the cloven hoof so quickly display itself.

Great pals we've always been. In fact there was a time when I had an idea I was in love with Cynthia. However, it blew over. A dashed pretty and lively and attractive girl, mind you, but full of ideals and all that. I may be wronging her, but I have an idea that she's the sort of girl who would want a fellow to carve out a career and what not. I know I've heard her speak favourably of Napoleon. So what with one thing and another the jolly old frenzy sort of petered out, and now we're just pals. I think she's a topper, and she thinks me next door to a looney, so everything's nice and matey.

There is no surer foundation for a beautiful friendship than a mutual taste in literature.

I always strive, when I can, to spread sweetness and light. There have been several complaints about it.

There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, 'Do trousers matter?'" "The mood will pass, sir.