Every author really wants to have letters printed in the papers. Unable to make the grade, he drops down a rung of the ladder and writes novels.
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Few of them were to be trusted within reach of a trowel and a pile of bricks.
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Flowers are happy things.
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Has anybody ever seen a dramatic critic in the daytime? Of course not. They come out after dark, up to no good.
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He was a tubby little chap who looked as if he had been poured into his clothes and had forgotten to say "when!"
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He was white and shaken, like a dry martini.
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I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.
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I just sit at a typewriter and curse a bit.
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It is a good rule in life never to apologize. The right sort of people do not want apologies, and the wrong sort take a mean advantage of them.
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Marriage isn't a process of prolonging the life of love, but of mummifying the corpse.
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Psmith is the only thing in my literary career which was handed to me on a plate with watercress round it, thus enabling me to avoid the blood, sweat and tears inseparable from an author's life.
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She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say "when."
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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.
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The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.
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There is only one cure for gray hair. It was invented by a Frenchman. It is called the guillotine.
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Why don't you get a haircut? You look like a chrysanthemum.
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