Flowers are happy things.
Pelham Grenville Wodehouse (1881 - 1975)
Contributed by: Baroque
Has anybody ever seen a dramatic critic in the daytime? Of course not. They come out after dark, up to no good.
He was a tubby little chap who looked as if he had been poured into his clothes and had forgotten to say "when!"
Her pupils were at once her salvation and her despair. They gave her the means of supporting life, but they made life hardly worth supporting.
I just sit at a typewriter and curse a bit.
I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don't know what I did before that. Just loafed I suppose.
It is a good rule in life never to apologize. The right sort of people do not want apologies, and the wrong sort take a mean advantage of them.
She had a penetrating sort of laugh. Rather like a train going into a tunnel.
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 leisured cosiness.
Why don't you get a haircut? You look like a chrysanthemum.
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