Oh people, did you think I'd let Valentine's Day go by without using it as an excuse for a Wimsey picspam? Oh how naive.
Harriet: 'Where did you come from?'
Peter: 'From London - like a bird that hears the call of its mate.'
'I didn't - '
'I didn't mean you. I meant the corpse. But still, talking of mates, will you marry me?'
'Certainly not.'
'Darling, if you danced like an elderly elephant with arthritis, I would dance the sun and moon into the sea with you. I have waited a thousand years to see you in that frock'
'Idiot' said Harriet. ♥
'Placetne, magistra?'
'Placet.'
Harriet, after Peter complains about being unable to give her a perfect honeymoon -
'...I'm only trying to tell you, in the nicest possible manner, that, provided I were with you, I shouldn't greatly mind being deaf, dumb, halt, blind and imbecile, afflicted with shingles and whooping-cough, in an open boat without clothes or food, with a thunderstorm coming on...'
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'How can I find the words? Poets have taken them all, and left me with nothing to say or do -'
'Except to teach me for the first time what they meant,'
He found it hard to believe.
'Have I done that?'
'Oh, Peter -' Somehow she must make him believe it, because it mattered so much that he should. 'All my life I have been wandering in the dark - but now I have found your heart - and am satisfied.'
'And what do all the great words come to in the end, but that? - I love you - I am at rest with you - I have come home.'
Only a couple of random quotations, from Strong Poison, Have His Carcase, Gaudy Night and Busman's Honeymoon (ohgod, I'd quote that whole book if I could!).