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P. G. Wodehouse

  • Ameliamembuat kutipan4 bulan yang lalu
    notoriously a tough egg
  • Daria Lytkinmembuat kutipan2 tahun yang lalu
    Mine not to reason why, as the fellow said.
  • Margo Fernandezmembuat kutipan2 tahun yang lalu
    do dachshunds wear their ears inside out?'
  • stoodymembuat kutipan2 tahun yang lalu
    Seeing him steadily and seeing him whole

    Poem by Browning: “to a friend“

  • Максим Сметанинmembuat kutipan2 tahun yang lalu
    elf what the dickens
  • trihawkjonmembuat kutipan2 tahun yang lalu
    And one thing led to another until, by easy stages, they had arrived at the point where she was saying that she didn't know if he was aware of it, but if he didn't knock off starchy foods and do exercises every morning, he would be getting as fat as a pig, and he was talking about this modern habit of girls putting make-up on their faces, of which he had always disapproved. This continued for a while, and then there was a loud pop and the air was full of mangled fragments of their engagement. I'm distracted about it. Thank goodness you've come, Bertie.”
  • trihawkjonmembuat kutipan2 tahun yang lalu
    Gussie, you see, wasn't like some of my pals—the name of Bingo Little is one that springs to the lips—who, if turned down by a girl, would simply say, “Well, bung-oh!” and toddle off quite happily to find another. He was so manifestly a bird who, having failed to score in the first chukker, would turn the thing up and spend the rest of his life brooding over his newts and growing long grey whiskers, like one of those chaps you read about in novels, who live in the great white house you can just see over there through th
  • trihawkjonmembuat kutipan2 tahun yang lalu
    The Grammar School at Market Snodsbury had, I understood, been built somewhere in the year 1416, and, as with so many of these ancient foundations, there still seemed to brood over its Great Hall, where the afternoon's festivities were to take place, not a little of the fug of the centuries. It was the hottest day of the summer, and though somebody had opened a tentative window or two, the atmosphere remained distinctive and individual.
    In this hall the youth of Market Snodsbury had been eating its daily lunch for a matter of five hundred years, and the flavour lingered. The air was sort of heavy and languorous, if you know what I mean, with the scent of Young England and boiled beef and carrots.
  • New Neverlandermembuat kutipantahun lalu
    “I heard a story the other day. I can’t quite re­mem­ber it, but it was about a chap who snored and dis­turbed the neigh­bours, and it ended, ‘It was his ad­en­oids that ad­en­oid them.’ ”
  • Яков Голынскийmembuat kutipantahun lalu
    aqua­plan­ing

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