Tuesday, August 05, 2014

He wanted a girl who was not too smart

          "Do you remember Clarice Burbank?"
          "Was she the Russian ballet one?"
          "No, that was Marcia Ferris. Clarice was the one who made me read Kafka. And the reason I bring her up is that Vee would never dream of doing a thing like that."
          "She probably thinks Kafka's a brand of instant coffee with ninety-seven per cent of the caffeine extracted"
          "Exactly. She's just a sweet, simple English girl with about as much brain as would make a jay bird fly crooked, and that's the way I want her."

(from Galahad at Blandings, by Sir Pelham Wodehouse)


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