There’s too much of that where-every-prospect-pleases-and-only-man-is-vile stuff buzzing around for my taste. — P. G. Wodehouse
Freddie experienced the sort of abysmal soul-sadness which afflicts one of Tolstoy’s — P. G. Wodehouse
I suppose half the time Shakespeare just shoved down anything that came into his head. — P. G. Wodehouse
We do not tell old friends beneath our roof-tree that they are an offence to the eyesight. — P. G. Wodehouse