I turned on the pillow with a little moan, and at this juncture Jeeves entered with the vital oolong. I clutched at it like a drowning man at a straw hat.
P. G. WodehouseRead
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 a cuckoo clock. I wish to goodness I knew the man who invented this infernal game. I'd strangle him. But I suppose he's been dead for ages. Still, I could go and jump on his grave.
Interpretation
The quote humorously expresses frustration with golf, highlighting how even intelligent people struggle with it.
In this quote, P.G. Wodehouse uses humor to illustrate the absurdity of golf as a game that baffles even the most capable individuals. He exaggerates his disdain for the sport by comparing its challenges to something trivial, indicating that it requires a peculiar skill that seems unrelated to intelligence. This tongue-in-cheek commentary reflects a broader theme of how complex individuals can find certain simple activities unfathomable.
In practice
This quote could be used in a comedic speech about the difficulties of playing sports.
I turned on the pillow with a little moan, and at this juncture Jeeves entered with the vital oolong. I clutched at it like a drowning man at a straw hat.
While not exactly disgruntled, he was far from feeling gruntled. He spoke with a certain what-is-it in his voice, and I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.
She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight about the hips that season
It was a nasty look. It made me feel as if I were something the dog had brought in and intended to bury later on, when he had time.
Memories are like mulligatawny soup in a cheap restaurant. It is wiser not to stir them.
It was a confusion of ideas between him and one of the lions he was hunting in Kenya that had caused A. B. Spottsworth to make the obituary column. He thought the lion was dead, and the lion thought it wasn't.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
He is so stupid you can't trust him with an idea.
If compliments were food, I'd have starved to death 28 years ago.
How art thou out of breath when thou hast breath To say to me that thou art out of breath?
It amused me to think that one can tell the truth when one is drunk and nobody will believe it.
The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread and coming out with only a loaf of bread are three billion to one.
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