It is the bungled crime that brings remorse.
What ho!" I said. "What ho!" said Motty. "What ho! What ho!" "What ho! What ho! What ho!" After that it seemed rather difficult to go on with the conversation.
I pressed down the mental accelerator. The old lemon throbbed fiercely. I got an idea.
To find a man's true character, play golf with him.
So always look for the silver lining And try to find the sunny side of life.
Sober or blotto, this is your motto: keep muddling through.