Quotes from Douglas Adams

Se gli umani non si esercitano in continuazione a parlare, il loro cervello rischia di mettersi a funzionare

Well,' said Halfrunt brightly, 'Zaphod's just this guy, you know?

Not a lot, he said, and suddenly flashed one of those grins of his which always made people think he's been overdoing things recently and should try and get some rest.

Evren neyse oydu, kabul eder ya da onu terk edip giderdiniz.

who was arguing with a spokesman for the bulldozer drivers about whether or not Arthur Dent constituted a mental health hazard, and how much they should get paid if he did)

from the tiny spaceport on Easter Island (the name was an entirely meaningless coincidence—in Galacticspeke, easter means small, flat and light-brown) to the Heart of Gold island, which by another meaningless coincidence was called France. One of the side effects of work on the Heart of Gold was a whole string of pretty meaningless coincidences.

We always had the greatest arguments over sex and fishing.

Surely the notion that great lumps of rock whirling in space knew something about your day that you didn't must take a bit of a knock from the fact that there was suddenly a new lump of rock out there that nobody had known about before.

ama hiçbir ÅŸey ummamak bu gerçekten doÄŸal olamazd?, deÄŸil mi? Bu nefes almamak gibi bir ÅŸeydi.

It'll have to go," the men of Krikkit said as they headed back for home.

Zaphod Beeblebrox, adventurer, ex-hippie, good-timer, (crook? quite possibly), manic self-publicist, terribly bad at personal relationships, often thought to be completely out to lunch. President?

When the Infinite Improbability Drive arrived and whole planets started unexpectedly turning into banana fruitcake, the great history faculty of the University of MaxiMegalon finally gave up, closed itself down and surrendered its buildings to the rapidly growing joint faculty of Divinity and Water Polo, which had been after them for years.

The Hollywood process is like trying to grill a steak by having a succession of people coming into the room and breathing on it.

They were not the same eyes with which he had last looked out at this particular scene, and the brain which interpreted the images the eyes resolved was not the same brain. There had been no surgery involved, just the continual wrenching of experience.

Los Angeles, which is described in the new edition of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in one entry as "junky, wunky, lunky, stunky, and what's that other word, and all kinds of bad stuff, woo

Having had this thought I promptly fell asleep and forgot about it for six years.

Bistromathics is simply a revolutionary new way of understanding the behaviour of numbers. Just as Einstein observed that time was not an absolute and depended on the observer's movement in space... so it is now realized that numbers are not absolute, but depend on the observer's movement in restaurants.

Just as Einstein observed that time was not an absolute but depended on the observer's movement in space, and that space was not an absolute but depended on the observer's movement in time, so it now realized that numbers are not absolute, but depended on the observer's movement in restaurants.

The summer sun was sinking through the trees in the [ark, looking as if -lets not mince words. Hyde Park is stunning. Everything about it is stunning except for the rubbish on Monday mornings. Even the ducks are stunning. Anyone who can go through Hyde Park on a summer's evening and not feel moved by it is probably going through in an ambulance with the sheet pulled over his face.

For a moment or two the old man didn't reply. He was staring at the instruments with the air of one who is trying to convert Fahrenheit to centigrade in his head whilst his house is burning down.

Uma posição radicalmente ateísta pode até significar que sua vida é uma corrida rumo ao esquecimento – mas ao menos você pode fazer isso com estilo.

Listen, three eyes," he said, "don't you try to outweird me, I get stranger things than you free with my breakfast cereal.

The ship had come sweeping in over a dark and somber landscape, a terrain so desperately far removed from the heat and light of its parent sun, Sol, that it seemed like a map of the psychological scars of the mind of an abandoned child.

How far did we just travel? he said. About ... said Slartibartfast, about two thirds of the way across the Galactic disc, I would say, roughly. Yes, roughly two thirds, I think. It's a strange thing, said Arthur quietly, that the further and faster one travels across the Universe, the more one's position in it seems to be largely immaterial, and one is filled with a profound, or rather emptied of a ... Yes, very strange, said Ford.