The only person for whom the house was in any way special was Arthur Dent, and that was only because it happened to be the one he lived in.

The single raindrop never feels responsible for the flood.

To give real service you must add something which cannot be bought or measured with money, and that is sincerity and integrity.

Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.

I love deadlines. I like the whooshing noise they make as they go by.

If somebody thinks they're a hedgehog, presumably you just give 'em a mirror and a few pictures of hedgehogs and tell them to sort it out for themselves.

Let us think the unthinkable, let us do the undoable, let us prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all.

You live and learn. At any rate, you live.

If there's anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now.

One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about humans was their habit of continually stating and repeating the very very obvious.

Life... is like a grapefruit. It's orange and squishy, and has a few pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast.

What we think about when we are free to think about what we will – that is what we are or will soon become.

Political corruption, social greed, and Americanized quasi-socialism can ruin even the most wonderful places. California proved that.

You need to really scrub your investment portfolios, because I guarantee you, many of you are going to find them chock-full of subprime carbon assets.

Satan is to be punished eternally in the end, but for a while he triumphs.

I landed in this country with $2.50 in cash and $1 million in hopes, and those hopes never left me.

A large portion of the weekend effects is explained by differences in the amount of time spent with friends or family between weekends and weekdays.

We are never the same with others as when we are alone. We are different, even when we are in the dark with them.

If you allow for the possibilities of something better, you move toward it instinctively.

Painting is a jeu d'esprit.

No created powers can mar our Lord Jesus' music, nor spill our song of joy. Let us then be glad and rejoice in the salvation of our Lord