“I pity the shrimp that matches wits with you Jeeves”

“It's brain," I said; "pure brain! What do you do to get like that, Jeeves? I believe you must eat a lot of fish, or something. Do you eat a lot of fish, Jeeves?""No, sir.""Oh, well, then, it's just a gift, I take it; and if you aren't born that way there's no use worrying.”

“Jeeves, you really are a specific dream-rabbit.""Thank you, miss. I am glad to have given satisfaction.”

“What would Jeeves do that for?""It struck me as rummy, too."..."I mean to say, it's nothing to Jeeves what sort of a face you have!""No!" said Cyril. He spoke a little coldly, I fancied. I don't know why. "Well, I'll be popping. Toodle-oo!”

“Jeeves, I'm engaged.""I hope you will be very happy, sir.""Don't be an ass. I'm engaged to Miss Bassett.”

“You are falling into your old error, Jeeves, of thinking that Gussie is a parrot. Fight against this. I shall add the oz.”

“I hadn't the heart to touch my breakfast. I told Jeeves to drink it himself.”