Quotes About Valet

I did plenty of jobs that I hated. I was a bank teller and terrible at it. I parked cars, a valet. I answered phones. I somehow avoided being a waiter. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep the order straight. I'm not much of a multi-tasker.

Taxi, monsieur?" "No, thank you." Keller slipped a five-euro note into the valet's outstretched hand and set out along the street.

There's a saying by some great writer or other that no man is a hero to his valet. Perhaps everyone ought to have a valet.

There are certain humiliating moments in the lives of the greatest of men. It has been said that no man is a hero to his valet. To that may be added that few men are heroes to themselves at the moment of visiting their dentist.

Pray don't hold back," Robert said politely. "You can tell me what you really think of my valet." Stewart broke in to a reluctant grin."Sorry fer bein' so forward, sir, but that valet o' yers is nothin' but a Frenchified piece o' lace.

The difference between a man and his valet: they both smoke the same cigars, but only one pays for them.

Carry on, Jeeves." "Jeeves is a valet, not a chauffeur." "We can't afford both, so you're stuck with double duty.

The mind wears the colors of the soul, as a valet those of his master.

We pulled into Spago and let the valet have the car. Lucy suggested that I wear my Groucho Marx nose as a disguise to prevent adoring fans from mobbing me, but I pointed out that then everyone might think I was Groucho Marx and I would be mobbed anyway. I decided to risk going as myself.

No man is a hero to his valet. This is not because the hero is not a hero, but because the valet is a valet.

No man is a hero to his own valet.

Your unconscious, in the sense, was acting as a kind of mental valet. It was taking care of all the minor mental details in your life. It was keeping tabs on everything going on around you and making sure you were acting appropriately, while leaving you free to concentrate on the main problem at hand.

No man is a hero to his valet. This is not because the hero is not a hero, but because the valet is a valet.

I have a wonderful road manager, and he travels with me. And my valet and friend travels with me. My little entourage is great, and they take good care of me.

Q: Why should old people always use valet parking? A: Valets don't forget where they park your car.

A shrug. I wanted to make sure you were taken care of, just in case. She had perhaps a moment, before the valet came. A moment in which to try and relate a truth so deeply ingrained, it came to her lips like second nature. Dar.. A breath. If anything ever happened to you, there wouldn't be enough money in the world to patch the hole it would leave in me.

I remember once reading that the tenth Duke of Marlborough, on a visit to one of his daughter's homes, announced in consternation from the top of the stairs that his toothbrush wasn't foaming properly. It turned out that his valet had always put toothpaste on his brush for him, and as a consequence the duke was unaware that dental implements didn't foam up spontaneously. I rest my case.

At times Valentine wasn't sure whether he kept Matthews about because of his supreme unctuousness or because he had half a suspicion the valet was trying to kill him.

Never relinquish clothing to a hotel valet without first specifically telling him that you want it back.

No man is a hero to his valet.

A man's boots were made to fit tight, and normally it took both Blackburn and his valet to get them off. But Jane was strong. As she tugged, each muscle in her upper arms was delineated, clean and pure in its beauty. She was no useless bit of fluff, his Jane. She was a woman, capable and healthy, and he luxuriated in both her ingenious regard and her quiet confidence.

His valet! In the rush of getting him off, his clumsy damned valet had put the wrong boots on him. Oh, when he got home ... when he got home he would have the oaf punctured! Worse. Dragged through the streets and bitten to death by small children.

No man is a hero to his valet de chamber

I assumed that Dawson was his valet. Then again, it might be his pet raccoon.