P. G. Wodehouse
P. G. Wodehouse
Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse, KBEwas an English author and one of the most widely read humorists of the 20th century. Born in Guildford, the son of a British magistrate based in Hong Kong, Wodehouse spent happy teenage years at Dulwich College, to which he remained devoted all his life. After leaving school he was employed by a bank but disliked the work and turned to writing in his spare time. His early novels were mostly school stories, but he later...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth15 October 1881
writing stories knows
I know I was writing stories when I was five. I don't know what I did before that. Just loafed I suppose.
heart breakfast soup
I hadn't the heart to touch my breakfast. I told Jeeves to drink it himself.
country light house
The cup of tea on arrival at a country house is a thing which, as a rule, I particularly enjoy. I like the crackling logs, the shaded lights, the scent of buttered toast, the general atmosphere of leisured cosiness.
writing thinking want
I should think it extremely improbable that anyone ever wrote for money. Naturally, when he has written something, he wants to get as much for it as he can, but that is a very different thing from writing for money.
sarcastic looks chrysanthemums
Why don't you get a haircut? You look like a chrysanthemum.
funny character golf
Sudden success in golf is like the sudden acquisition of wealth. It is apt to unsettle and deteriorate the character.
believe character mean
I believe the only way a writer can keep himself up to the mark is by examining each story quite coldly before he starts writing it and asking himself if it is all right as a story. I mean, once you go saying to yourself, 'This is a pretty weak plot as it stands, but I'm such a hell of a writer that my magic touch will make it okay,' you're sunk. If they aren't in interesting situations, characters can't be major characters, not even if you have the rest of the troop talk their heads off about them.
laughing
When you're alone you don't do much laughing.
white dry martini
He was white and shaken, like a dry martini.
matter jeeves moments
There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, 'Do trousers matter?'" "The mood will pass, sir.
hair devil red
It ought to be a criminal offence for women to dye their hair. Especially red. What the devil do women do that sort of thing for?
tea want hell
Hell, it is well known, has no fury like a woman who wants her tea and can't get it.
curves scenic railway
She had more curves than a scenic railway
heart married braces
I was in rare fettle and the heart had touched a new high. I don't know anything that braces one up like finding you haven't got to get married after all.