Tag: p.g._wodehouse

It didn’t seem to do him any good.
There must be something we can do.
Can you think of anything?
I never expected anything like this!
What on earth am I to do?
In a way, I couldn’t help sympathizing with the fellow.
This is my only chance to collect a past, and I’m going to do it.
We’re only young once.
There was nothing I could do.
These things are just life’s mysteries, and that’s all there is to it.
My mind has been working absolutely clearly.
Life’s nothing but words, words, words.
We don’t really know anything at all about each other for certain.
He felt physically incapable of moving.
Reason was temporarily out of business.
Funny I never looked at it that way before.
You’ve got habits which you have had for a dozen years.
You like life to jog along at a peaceful walk.
The dreamy sense of well-being left him.
Good heavens! Do you think I did it?