I turned on the pillow with a little moan, and at this juncture Jeeves entered with the vital oolong. I clutched at it like a drowning man at a straw hat.
P. G. WodehouseRead
She fitted into my biggest arm-chair as if it had been built round her by someone who knew they were wearing arm-chairs tight about the hips that season
Interpretation
The quote humorously describes a sense of perfect fit and compatibility between two people.
In this quote, P. G. Wodehouse uses a vivid metaphor to convey an intimate and affectionate relationship. The imagery of a woman fitting perfectly into an armchair suggests not only physical compatibility but also an emotional connection, highlighting the ease and comfort that comes when two people are well-suited for each other.
In practice
This quote could be used in a romantic speech to emphasize how well partners complement each other.
I turned on the pillow with a little moan, and at this juncture Jeeves entered with the vital oolong. I clutched at it like a drowning man at a straw hat.
While not exactly disgruntled, he was far from feeling gruntled. He spoke with a certain what-is-it in his voice, and I could see that, if not actually disgruntled, he was far from being gruntled.
It was a nasty look. It made me feel as if I were something the dog had brought in and intended to bury later on, when he had time.
Memories are like mulligatawny soup in a cheap restaurant. It is wiser not to stir them.
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.
It was one of those cases where you approve the broad, general principle of an idea but can't help being in a bit of a twitter at the prospect of putting it into practical effect. I explained this to Jeeves, and he said much the same thing had bothered Hamlet.
The number 143 means 'I love you.' It takes one letter to say 'I' and four letters to say 'love' and three letters to say 'you.' One hundred and forty-three. 'I love you.' Isn't that wonderful?
I think that the most difficult thing is allowing yourself to be loved, so receiving the love and feeling like you deserve it is a pretty big struggle. I suppose that's what I've learnt recently, to allow myself to be loved.
Unable to suppress love, the Church wanted at least to disinfect it, and it created marriage.
...a fixation is very stubborn: it burrows into the brain and breaks the heart. There are many fixations, but love is the worst.
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,_x000D_ _x000D_ Is - Love, forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
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