Quotes About Humor

He knew where his towel was.

I agree," he said. "You have a horse in your bathroom, and I will, after all, have a little port.

My name?' said the old man, and the same distant sadness came into his face again. He paused. 'My name,' he said, '. . . is Slartibartfast.' Arthur practically choked. 'I beg your pardon?' he spluttered. 'Slartibartfast,' repeated the old man quietly. 'Slartibartfast?' The old man looked at him gravely. 'I said it wasn't important,' he said.

What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still know where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with

Then who is it?" said Arthur. "Well," said Ford, "if we're lucky it's just the Vogons come to throw us in to space." "And if we're unlucky?" "If we're unlucky," said Ford grimly, "the captain might be serious in his threat that he's going to read us some of his poetry first….

This is terrific," Arthur thought to himself, "Nelson's Column has gone, McDonald's has gone, all that's left is me and the words Mostly harmless. Any second now all that will be left is Mostly harmless. And yesterday the planet seemed to be going so well." A

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He had repaired his ship – that is, he'd watched with alert interest whilst a service robot had repaired it for him. It

It's only half completed, I'm afraid—we haven't even finished burying the artificial dinosaur skeletons in the crust

I love deadlines," he said once. "I love the whooshing sound they make as they go by.") He died in May 2001—too young. His

The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss

It seems to me that the whole field of humour could benefit from close and immediate scrutiny. Clearly we need to sort out the jokes which have any kind of genuine psychological value from those which merely encourage drug abuse and should be stopped.

Er, well, um - there's one which is that a patient wakes up after having, well, that is, he's been to, er, to surgery, and he wakes up and, it's not very good, but anyway, he's been to surgery and he says to the doctor when he wakes up, 'Doctor, doctor, what's wrong with me, I can't feel my legs.' And the doctor says, `Yes, I'm afraid we've had to amputate both your arms.' And that's it really. Er, that's why he couldn't feel his legs, you see.

It can hardly be a coincidence that no language on Earth has ever produced the expression 'as pretty as an airport'.

Don't stand there looking like a startled whatsisname, what are those things that aren't seals? Much worse than seals. Big, blubbery things. Dugongs. Don't stand there looking like a startled dugong. Why has that . . .

And Mrs Roberts? How is she? Foot still troubling her?" "Not since she had it off, thanks for asking, sir. Between you and me, sir, I would've been just as happy to have had her amputated and kept the foot. I had a little spot reserved on the mantelpiece, but there we are, we have to take things as we find them.

the vaguely uncomfortable feeling you got from sitting on a seat which is warm from somebody else's bottom is just as real a feeling as the one you get when a rogue giant elephant charges out of the bush at you

Today was also his two-hundredth birthday, but that was just another meaningless coincidence.

Richard stared in disbelief. "You say there's a horse in your bathroom, and all you can do is stand there naming Beatles songs?

Ford handed the book to Arthur. "What is it?" asked Arthur. "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. It's a sort of electronic book. It tells you everything you need to know about anything. That's its job.

Therefore we must be mad.' 'Nice day for it.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, he beamed, is everyone having one last wonderful time? Yes, called out the sort of people who call out yes when comedians ask them if they're having a wonderful time.

según un cálculo aproximado, soy treinta billones de veces más inteligente que tú. Déjame ponerte un ejemplo. Piensa un número, cualquiera. —Humm, el cinco —dijo el colchón. —Incorrecto —repuso Marvin—. ¿Lo ves? El colchón quedó muy impresionado y comprendió que se hallaba en presencia de un intelecto nada desdeñable

OK, so the guy is cool, but... I mean own up, this is barking time, this is major lunch, this is stool approaching critical mass, this is... this is... total vocabulary failure!