if even herrings haven't troubles of their own

‘Life is like that, sir.’


‘True, Jeeves. What have we here?’ I asked, inspecting the tray.


‘Kippered herrings, sir.’


'And I shouldn’t wonder,’ I said, for I was in thoughtful mood, ‘if even herrings haven’t troubles of their own.’


‘Quite possibly, sir.’


‘I mean, apart from getting kippered.’


‘Yes, sir.’


‘And so it goes on, Jeeves, so it goes on.’

—PG Wodehouse, Very Good, Jeeves