“-'What do ties matter, Jeeves, at a time like this?'There is no time, sir, at which ties do not matter”
“There is no time, sir, at which ties do not matter.”
“There are moments, Jeeves, when one asks oneself, 'Do trousers matter?'""The mood will pass, sir.”
“As a matter of fact," the other voice went on, "if you do tie her up from time to time, or whip her just a little, and she begins to like it, that’s no good either. You have to get past the pleasure stage, until you reach the stage of tears.”
“No matter what she did with her hair it took about three minutes for it to tangle itself up again, like a garden hosepipe in a shed [Which, no matter how carefully coiled, will always uncoil overnight and tie the lawnmower to the bicycles].”
“But all the time-no matter what she was doing-there was music.”