He suddenly exploded in a flurry of arms and legs, out of which flew a ball.

He hoped and prayed that there wasn't an afterlife. Then he realized there was a contradiction involved here and merely hoped that there wasn't an afterlife.

My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving universes.

We can't win against obsession. They care, we don't. They win.

The Guide says there is an art to flying", said Ford, "or rather a knack. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

Time is the worst place, so to speak, to get lost in, as Arthur Dent could testify, having been lost in both time and space a good deal. At least being lost in space kept you busy.

The bowler approached the wicket at a lope, a trot, and then a run. He suddenly exploded in a flurry of arms and legs, out of which flew a ball.

and then I decided I was a lemon for a couple of weeks.

Zaphod did not want to tangle with them and, deciding that just as discretion is the better part of valor, so was cowardice is the better part of discretion, he valiantly hid himself in a closet.

Just believe everything I tell you, and it will all be very, very simple.""Ah, well, I'm not sure I believe that.

He was alone with his thoughts. They were extremely unpleasant thoughts and he would rather have had a chaperon.

The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.

If you walk down the street, within five minutes you will see someone who is morbidly obese or obese.

I knew a wise man that had it for a by-word, when he saw men hasten to a conclusion, "Stay a little, that we may make an end the sooner."

That's the thing about being an artist, you don't have to take anyone else's perspective into account. You can act as self-indulgent in your emotions as you want.

The best part of work is always working with people and getting to know them and having the sense that you're not actually working.

I don't think you should reprimand your child for everything you're feeling because for them it's as serious as when something happens in our day and we get upset about it.

No thought, no mind, no choice — just being silent, rooted in yourself.

To be innocent is to bear the weight of the entire universe. It is to throw away the counterweight.

In the past few decades, Earth's natural systems have endured more pressure than in all preceding human history.

Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed and hocus pocus, try to focus but I can't see.