Quotes About Author

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

It has been well said that an author who expects results from a first novel is in a position similar to that of a man who drops a rose petal down the Grand Canyon of Arizona and listens for the echo.

Every author really wants to have letters printed in the paper. Unable to make the grade, he drops down a rung of the ladder and writes novels.

I pity the shrimp that matches wits with you Jeeves

We Woosters freeze like the dickens when we seek sympathy and meet with cold reserve. Nothing further Jeeves, I said with quiet dignity.

A lesser moustache, under the impact of that quick, agonised expulsion of breath, would have worked loose at the roots.

The fact that pigs were abroad in the night seemed to bring home to me the perilous nature of my enterprise.

Just as you say, sir. There is a letter on the tray, sir. By Jove, Jeeves, that was practically potry. Rhymed, did you notice?

She spoke as if she belonged to an anti-sausage society or a league for the suppression of eggs.

INTERVIEWER Have you ever been envious of another writer? WODEHOUSE No, never. I'm really such a voracious reader that I'm only too grateful to get some stuff I can read.

Didn't Frankenstein get married? Did he? said Eggy. I don't know. I never met him. Harrow man, I expect.

What on earth are you doing in Paris? I asked. Bertie, old man, said Biffy solemnly, I came here to try and forget. Well, you've certainly succeeded.

The spine, and I do not attempt to conceal the fact, had become soluble, in the last degree.

You don't get any five shillings out of me.' 'Oh, all right.' He sat silent for a space. 'Things happen to guys that don't kick in their protection money,' he said dreamily.

He is England's premier fiend in human shape.

Judge of my chagrin and all that sort of thing, therefore, when, tottering to my room and switching on the light, I observed the foul features of young Bingo all over the pillow.

He was a red-headed chap, and my experience of the red-headed is that you can always expect high blood pressure from them in times of stress. The first Queen Elizabeth had red hair, and look what she did to Mary Queen of Scots.

What would Jeeves do that for? It struck me as rummy, too.... I mean to say, it's nothing to Jeeves what sort of a face you have! No! said Cyril. He spoke a little coldly, I fancied. I don't know why. Well, I'll be popping. Toodle-oo!

Mr Pett, receiving her cold glance squarely between the eyes, felt as if he were being disembowelled by a clumsy amateur.

England is a jolly sight too small for anyone to live in with Aunt Agatha, if she's really on the warpath.

Writing my books I enjoy. It is the thinking them out that is apt to blot the sunshine from my life.

The wretched man seemed fully conscious of his position.

It is madness to come to country houses without one's bottle of Mickey Finns.

I suppose I must be one of the neurotic younger generation you read about in the papers nowadays, because it was pretty plain within half a second that I wasn't strong and I wasn't phlegmatic.