Saturday, December 31, 2022

Quote of the Hour: Or Perhaps a Lion-Tamer

He withdrew with bent head, and I watched him go with a pang of pity. It all seemed so hopeless, and I knew it would be futile to try to console him with any idle talk about time effecting a cure. Ernest Plinlimmon was not one of your butterflies who flit from flower to flower. He was an average-adjuster, and average-adjusters are like chartered accountants. When they love, they give their hearts for ever.

 - P.G. Wodehouse, "There's Always Golf," in Lord Emsworth and Others, p.148-9

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