It was one of those days you sometimes get latish in the autumn when the sun beams, the birds toot, and there is a bracing tang in the air that sends….

She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say 'when.'.

She's one of those soppy girls, riddled from head to foot with whimsy. She holds the view that the stars are God's daisy chain, that rabbits are gnom….

Lady Glossip: Mr. Wooster, how would you support a wife? Bertie Wooster: Well, I suppose it depends on who's wife it was, a little gentle pressure be….

It was a morning when all nature shouted Fore! The breeze, as it blew gently up from the valley, seemed to bring a message of hope and cheer, whisper….

He enjoys that perfect peace, that peace beyond all understanding, which comes to its maximum only to the man who has given up golf..

Golf, like measles, should be caught young..

Men capable of governing empires fail to control a small white ball, which presents no difficulties whetever to others with one ounce more brain than….

There was the man who seemed to be attempting to decieve his ball and lull it into a false sense of security by looking away from it and then making ….

"After all, golf is only a game", said Millicent. Women say these things without thinking. It does not mean that there is any kink in their character….

It is the glorious uncertainty of golf that makes it the game it is..

A golfer needs a loving wife to whom he can describe the day's play through the long evening..

The least thing upset him on the links. He missed short putts because of the uproar of the butterflies in the adjoining meadows..

I mean, if you're asking a fellow to come out of a room so that you can dismember him with a carving knife, it's absurd to tack a 'sir' on to every s….

The only way of really finding out a man's true character is to play golf with him. In no other walk of life does the cloven hoof so quickly display ….

To say that New York came up to its advance billing would be the baldest of understatements. Being there was like being in heaven without going to al….

It was my Uncle George who discovered that alcohol was a food well in advance of modern medical thought..

I'm all for rational enjoyment, and so forth, but I think a fellow makes himself conspicuous when he throws soft-boiled eggs at the electric fan.

What ho!" I said. "What ho!" said Motty. "What ho! What ho!" "What ho! What ho! What ho!" After that it seemed rather difficult to go on with the con….

Hugo?’ ‘Millicent?’ ‘Is that you?’ ‘Yes. Is that you?’ ‘Yes.’ Anything in the nature of misunderstanding was cleared away. It was both of them..

A roll and butter and a small coffee seemed the only things on the list that hadn't been specially prepared by the nastier-minded members of the Borg….