It was as if Nature had intended to make a gorilla, and had changed its mind at the last moment.

It was a silver cow. But when I say 'cow', don't go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster such as you may observe loading grass into itself in the nearest meadow. This was...

The snail was on the wing and the lark on the thorn - or, rather, the other way around - and God was in His heaven and all right with the world. And presently the eyes closed, the muscles relaxed, the...

The wretched man seemed fully conscious of his position.

Scotties are smelly, even the best of them. You will recall how my Aunt Agatha's McIntosh niffed to heaven while enjoying my hospitality. I frequently mentioned it to you.' 'Yes, sir.' 'And this one...

I was as limpid as dammit.

You two fit like pork and beans.

She was standing by the barometer, which, if it had had an ounce of sense in its head, would have been pointing to 'Stormy' instead of 'Set Fair

I don't mind people talking rot in my presence, but it must not be utter rot.

a chap who's supposed to stop chaps pinching things from chaps having a chap come along and pinch something from him.

Don't they put aunts in Turkey in sacks and drop them in the Bosphorus?' 'Odalisques, sir, I understand. Not aunts.

There is a fog, sir. If you will recollect, we are now in Autumn – season of mists and mellow fruitfulness.

She was definitely the sort of girl who puts her hands over a husband's eyes, as he is crawling in to breakfast with a morning head, and says: 'Guess who!

You can't fling the hands up in a passionate gesture when you are driving a car at fifty miles an hour. Otherwise, I should have done so.

I couldn't have made a better shot, if I had been one of those detectives who see a chap walking along the street and deduce that he is a retired manufacturer of poppet valves named Robinson with...

But when I say 'cow', don't go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster such as you may observe loading grass into itself in the nearest meadow.

If I might suggest, sir-it is, of course, merely a palliative-but it has often been found in times of despondency that the assumption of formal evening dress has a stimulating effect on the morale.

The trouble with you, Spode, is that just because you have succeeded in inducing a handful of half-wits to disfigure the London scene by going about in black shorts, you think you're someone. You hear...

as if Nature had intended to make a gorilla, and had changed its mind at the last moment

She laughed - a bit louder than I could have wished in my frail state of health, but then she is always a woman who tends to bring plaster falling from the ceiling when amused.

I suppose even Dictators have their chummy moments, when they put their feet up and relax with the boys, but it was plain from the outset that if Roderick Spode had a sunnier side, he had not come...

You agreee with me that the situation is a lulu? Certainly, a somewhat sharp crisis in your affairs would appear to have been precipitated, Sir.

It was a silver cow. But when I say 'cow', don't go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster such as you may observe loading grass into itself in the nearest meadow. This was...

Well, you certainly are the most wonderfully woolly baa-lamb that ever stepped.

The cup of tea on arrival at a country house is a thing which, as a rule, I particularly enjoy. I like the crackling logs, the shaded lights, the scent of buttered toast, the general atmosphere of...

Jeeves, you really are a specific dream-rabbit.""Thank you, miss. I am glad to have given satisfaction.

I mean, imagine how some unfortunate Master Criminal would feel, on coming down to do a murder at the old Grange, if he found that not only was Sherlock Holmes putting in the weekend there, but...

I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.

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