Quotes About Everything

I sat in a spluttering, bleeding heap protesting that I was fine and all I needed was a quiet corner to go and die in and everything would be all right.

Life!" urged Fook. "The Universe!" said Lunkwill. "Everything!" they said in chorus.

All right," said Deep Thought. "The Answer to the Great Question . . ." "Yes . . . !" "Of Life, the Universe and Everything . . ." said Deep Thought. "Yes . . . !" "Is . . ." said Deep Thought, and paused. "Yes . . . !" "Is . . ." "Yes . . . !!! . . . ?" "Forty-two," said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.

The Answer to the Great Question . . ." "Yes . . . !" "Of Life, the Universe and Everything . . ." said Deep Thought. "Yes . . . !" "Is . . ." said Deep Thought, and paused. "Yes . . . !" "Is . . ." "Yes . . . !!! . . . ?" "Forty-two," said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.

Non tout baigne, tout ce qui est susceptible de biagner, baigne.

SONSÖZ Hayat, evren ve her ÅŸey

I like everything," moaned the robot. "Especially when you shout at me like that. Do it again, please.

The answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe and everything is 42.

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy sequence used the tropes of science fiction to talk about the things that concerned Douglas, the world he observed, his thoughts on Life, the Universe, and Everything.

Love is a flame that burns everything other than itself. It is the destruction of all that is false and the fulfillment of all that is true.

They conceive a certain theory, and everything has to fit into that theory. If one little fact will not fit it, they throw it aside. But it is always the facts that will not fit in that are significant.

You seem to know a hell of a lot about everything, you little foreign cock duck.

General Macarthur said sharply: 'Of course it won´t come. We´re counting on the motor-boat to take us off the island. That´s the meaning of the whole business. We´re not going to leave the island...None of us will ever leave...It´s the end, you see-the end of everything...

You seem to have explanations for everything, Mr. Poirot." "That's his speciality,

Pullman shook his head and patted his pack. "Why do you think my AWOL bag goes everywhere with me? I've got everything but my pickle suit inside, including my own CSS scope." "What's a CSS scope?" "Can't see shit," he said.

It's a human phenomenon that there has to be a reason for everything. There almost never is.

I can see this on Wall Street today - I can see this with the securitization of everything is that, everything is looked at as a securitization opportunity. People are looked at as commodities. I don't believe that our forefathers had that same belief.

DMX - everything this brother spits is hot. Everything. This is the heat right here. When I stand next to MCs, this is who I wanna stand next to.

It's a magpie aesthetic: If something is hideous, that's interesting. It's kind of the same sensibility that Andy Warhol had. He was interested in everything and soaked up what he saw like a sponge.

I've always loved 'Bond.' There were two franchises that I would always have dropped everything to do as a director. 'Bond' was one; 'Star Wars' was other.

All roads were one, surely, even if their textures differed. Was she as varied, a part of herself as rough and tutted as the Goreddi roads, and some other part as efficient as the Ninysh? She often felt, early in the morning, when the world seemed most malleable, that she contained these potentials, and more. It wasn't merely that she could be anything, but that she was everything, all at once.

From some angles, up is toward the earth and down toward the sky, and everything—people, horses, cathedrals, dreams—is suspended over the ceaseless void, barely hanging on.

She often felt, early in the morning, when the world seemed most malleable, that she contained these different potentials, and more. It wasn't merely that she could be anything, but that she was everything, all at once.

He's thinking about me because I'm a novelty, that's all." "I don't think that's the reason," Shaun said. I glared at him. "Trust me, Shaun, a lot is going on here that you don't know about." "Tara told me he kissed you." I frowned at Tara. "You told him?" "Well, yeah. I tell Shaun everything. He's my boyfriend." "I'm starting to hate that term. 'My boyfriend.