By: P.G. Wodehouse

‘I shall probably have to rush out and marry someone myself.’

By: P.G. Wodehouse

‘The p, I should add for your guidance, is silent.’

By: P.G. Wodehouse

“Psmith Is Ready For Anything”

By: P.G. Wodehouse

‘Don’t say “may”,’ cried Freddie buoyantly. ‘The word is “will.” Bally will! What ho!’

By: P.G. Wodehouse

‘The fact is, Uncle Joe, I’ve got a scheme.’

By: P.G. Wodehouse

‘Connie, I’ve been thinking about that necklace again.’

By: P.G. Wodehouse

‘Who’s Miss Halliday? Not another literary female?’

By: P.G. Wodehouse

‘Here,’ you said to yourself, ‘is an efficient young man in spectacles.’

By: Jack London

Many terrorist organizations unaffiliated with us sprang into existence and caused us much trouble.

By: Jack London

Soldiers and slaves lay together, torn and mangled.

By: Jack London

I remember one man they dragged out of a heap, who pleaded abjectly until a revolver shot cut him short.

By: Jack London

Over the city of the Mercenaries we saw a great captive war-balloon that burst even as we looked at it.

By: Jack London

The great driving force of the oligarchs is the belief that they are doing right.

By: Jack London

That night the hounds were out, and there was little sleep in the refuge.

By: Jack London

Not a philosophic anarchist, but a mere animal, mad with hate and lust for revenge.