Quote by P.G. Wodehouse
The least thing upset him on the links. He missed short putts beca

The least thing upset him on the links. He missed short putts because of the uproar of butterflies in the adjoining meadows. – P.G. Wodehouse

Other quotes by P.G. Wodehouse

The cup of tea on arrival at a country house is a thing which, as a rule, I particularly enjoy. I like the crackling logs, the shaded lights, the scent of buttered toast, the general atmosphere of leisured coziness. – P.G. Wodehouse

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I’m not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it’s Shakespeare who says that it’s always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping. – P.G. Wodehouse

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They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods. – Edith Wharton

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[N]ot quite birds, as they were not quite flowers, mysterious and fascinating as are all indeterminate creatures. – Elizabeth Goudge

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Butterflies

The caterpillar does all the work but the butterfly gets all the publicity. – Attributed to George Carlin

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Butterflies dot springtime with flitting airy kisses. – Terri Guillemets, “Spring flight & grounding,” 2014

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A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right mans brow. – Ovid

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I was probably more scared of my high school exams than I was of the Oscars. At the time you think its everything and if you dont do well, your lifes over. Opportunities are gone. So the more you do it, the less the fear is present. – Hugh Jackman

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Im actually a very honest person, and sometimes I end up like, Man, I said too much. Its hard for me not to tell the truth when you ask me. – Drake

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Rome – the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar. – George Eliot

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