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<\/u><\/span><\/p>\nSir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse, KBE was an English author and one of the most widely read humourists of the 20th century. Born in Guildford, the third son of a British magistrate based in Hong Kong, Wodehouse spent happy teenage years at Dulwich College, to which he remained devoted all his life.<\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n He had just about enough intelligence to open his mouth when he wanted to eat, but certainly no more.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n At the age of eleven or thereabouts women acquire a poise and an ability to handle difficult situations which a man, if he is lucky, manages to achieve somewhere in the later seventies.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n She looked as if she had been poured into her clothes and had forgotten to say “when”. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n I always advise people never to give advice.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n A melancholy-looking man, he had the appearance of one who has searched for the leak in life’s gas-pipe with a lighted candle.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n It was a confusion of ideas between him and one of the lions he was hunting in Kenya that had caused A. B. Spottsworth to make the obituary column. He thought the lion was dead, and the lion thought it wasn’t. <\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n And she has got brains enough for two, which is exact quantity the girl who marries you will need.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n When I see lovers’ names carved on trees, I don’t think it’s sweet. I only wonder how many people bring a knife on a date<\/span> .<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n 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.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n It was my Uncle George who discovered that alcohol was a food well in advance of modern medical thought.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n Memories are like mulligatawny soup in a cheap restaurant. It is best not to stir them.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n The fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of the gun.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n You\u2019re one of those guys who can make a party just by leaving it. It\u2019s a great gift.<\/span><\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Every day you seem to know less and less about more and more.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n For regular updates please register here –<\/span><\/p>\n