The Code of the Woosters Quotes

“There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, 'Do trousers matter?'"
"The mood will pass, sir.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“I mean, imagine how some unfortunate Master Criminal would feel, on coming down to do a murder at the old Grange, if he found that not only was Sherlock Holmes putting in the weekend there, but Hercule Poirot, as well." ~ Bertram "Bertie" Wooster”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“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.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“Jeeves, you really are a specific dream-rabbit."

"Thank you, miss. I am glad to have given satisfaction.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“Well, you certainly are the most wonderfully woolly baa-lamb that ever stepped.”
― P. G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“It was a silver cow. But when I say 'cow', don't go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster such as you may observe loading grass into itself in the nearest meadow. This was a sinister, leering, Underworld sort of animal, the kind that would spit out of the side of its mouth for twopence.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“You agreee with me that the situation is a lulu?
Certainly, a somewhat sharp crisis in your affairs would appear to have been precipitated, Sir.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“She laughed - a bit louder than I could have wished in my frail state of health, but then she is always a woman who tends to bring plaster falling from the ceiling when amused.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“as if Nature had intended to make a gorilla, and had changed its mind at the last moment”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“The trouble with you, Spode, is that just because you have succeeded in inducing a handful of half-wits to disfigure the London scene by going about in black shorts, you think you're someone. You hear them shouting "Heil, Spode!" and you imagine it is the Voice of the People. That is where you make your bloomer. What the Voice of the People is saying is: "Look at that frightful ass Spode swanking about in footer bags! Did you ever in your puff see such a perfect perisher?”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“I suppose even Dictators have their chummy moments, when they put their feet up and relax with the boys, but it was plain from the outset that if Roderick Spode had a sunnier side, he had not come with any idea of exhibiting it now. His manner was curt. One sensed the absence of the bonhomous note.
...
Here he laid a hand on my shoulder, and I can't remember when I have experienced anything more unpleasant. Apart from what Jeeves would have called the symbolism of the action, he had a grip like the bite of a horse.
"Did you say 'Oh yes?'" he asked.
"Oh no," I assured him.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“There is a fog, sir. If you will recollect, we are now in Autumn – season of mists and mellow fruitfulness.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“I couldn't have made a better shot, if I had been one of those detectives who see a chap walking along the street and deduce that he is a retired manufacturer of poppet valves named Robinson with rheumatism in one arm, living at Clapham.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“Don’t they put aunts in Turkey in sacks and drop them in the Bosphorus?’ ‘Odalisques, sir, I understand. Not aunts.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“You can’t fling the hands up in a passionate gesture when you are driving a car at fifty miles an hour. Otherwise, I should have done so.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“If I might suggest, sir—it is, of course, merely a palliative—but it has often been found in times of despondency that the assumption of formal evening dress has a stimulating effect on the morale.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“She was definitely the sort of girl who puts her hands over a husband’s eyes, as he is crawling in to breakfast with a morning head, and says: ‘Guess who!”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“It’s an extraordinary thing—every time I see you, you appear to be recovering from some debauch. Don’t you ever stop drinking? How about when you are asleep?”
― Pelham Grenville Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“But when I say 'cow', don’t go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster such as you may observe loading grass into itself in the nearest meadow.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“I don’t mind people talking rot in my presence, but it must not be utter rot.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“She was standing by the barometer, which, if it had had an ounce of sense in its head, would have been pointing to 'Stormy' instead of 'Set Fair”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“a chap who's supposed to stop chaps pinching things from chaps having a chap come along and pinch something from him.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“You two fit like pork and beans.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“Don’t you ever read the papers? Roderick Spode is the founder and head of the Saviours of Britain, a Fascist organization better known as the Black Shorts. His general idea, if he doesn’t get knocked on the head with a bottle in one of the frequent brawls in which he and his followers indulge, is to make himself a Dictator.’ ‘Well, I’m blowed!’ I was astounded at my keenness of perception. The moment I had set eyes on Spode, if you remember, I had said to myself ‘What ho! A Dictator!’ and a Dictator he had proved to be. I couldn’t have made a better shot, if I had been one of those detectives who see a chap walking along the street and deduce that he is a retired manufacturer of poppet valves named Robinson with rheumatism in one arm, living at Clapham. ‘Well, I’m dashed! I thought he was something of that sort. That chin…Those eyes…And, for the matter of that, that moustache. By the way, when you say “shorts”, you mean “shirts”, of course.’ ‘No. By the time Spode formed his association, there were no shirts left. He and his adherents wear black shorts.’ ‘Footer bags, you mean?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘How perfectly foul.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“Scotties are smelly, even the best of them. You will recall how my Aunt Agatha’s McIntosh niffed to heaven while enjoying my hospitality. I frequently mentioned it to you.’ ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘And this one is even riper. He should obviously have been bedded out in the stables.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“The snail was on the wing and the lark on the thorn - or, rather, the other way around - and God was in His heaven and all right with the world.
And presently the eyes closed, the muscles relaxed, the breathing became soft and regular, and sleep, which does something which has slipped my mind to the something sleeve of care, poured over me in a healing wave.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“I was as limpid as dammit.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“It was as if Nature had intended to make a gorilla, and had changed its mind at the last moment.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters

“It was a silver cow. But when I say ‘cow’, don’t go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster such as you may observe loading grass into itself in the nearest meadow. This was a sinister, leering, Underworld sort of animal, the kind that would spit out of the side of its mouth for twopence. It was about four inches high and six long. Its back opened on a hinge. Its tail was arched, so that the tip touched the spine—thus, I suppose, affording a handle for the cream-lover to grasp. The sight of it seemed to take me into a different and dreadful world.”
― P.G. Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters