Wodehouse Lyrics

Sir P. G. Wodehouse is my favourite author. I just marvel at his style of writing, his jugglery of words - as if he is a musician playing some stringed instrument - and his die-hard optimistic attitude. My do not consider myself to be as carefree as most of the protagonist in his stories, but I could surely do with a pinch of optimism from the characters. I have bought and read quite a few of his books, and intend to complete the full collection very soon.

Here I also list down some of my favourite lines from across his different stories:

Thank You, Jeeves:

•  Womanlike, she evaded the issue. 
• The moving finger writes and, having writ, moves on, nor all your piety and wit can lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it.

A damsel in distress:

• Nature is ever callous to human woes, laughing while we weep; and we grow to take her callousness for granted.

Joy in the Morning:

• No recently engaged bimbo cares to discover that he was not the little woman's first choice. It sort of rubs the bloom off the thing. What he wants to feel is that she spent her time gazing out of the turret window in a yearning spirit till he came galloping up on the white horse.
• Say 'Listen' to any member of the delicately nurtured sex, and she takes it as a cue to start talking herself.
• When I had finished, she made one of those foolish remarks which do so much to confirm a man in his conviction that women ads a sex should be suppressed.