Quotes About Zaphod

Zaphod's eyes sparkled with something that may or may not have been avarice as he passed over them. In fact it's best to be clear on this point—avarice is definitely what it was.

Hey, what's this bomb thing?" said Zaphod in alarm to Marvin. "The supernova bomb?" said Marvin. "It's a very, very small bomb." "Yeah?" "That would destroy the Universe completely," added Marvin. "Good idea, if you ask me.

There would be no point in asking Zaphod, he never appeared to have a reason for anything he did at all: he had turned unfathomability into an art form. He attacked everything in life with a mixture of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence and it was often difficult to tell which was which.

The ship did. All by itself." "Huh?" "While we were in Improbability Drive." "But that's incredible." "No, Zaphod. Just very very improbable.

The Zaphod Beeblebrox?" "No, just a Zaphod Beeblebrox; didn't you hear I come in six packs?

It was for the sake of this day that he had first decided to run for the presidency, a decision that had sent shock waves of astonishment throughout the Imperial Galaxy. Zaphod Beeblebrox? President? Not the Zaphod Beeblebrox? Not the President? Many had seen it as clinching proof that the whole of known creation had finally gone bananas.

It was for the sake of this day that he had first decided to run for the presidency, a decision that had sent shock waves of astonishment throughout the Imperial Galaxy. Zaphod Beeblebrox? President? Not the Zaphod Beeblebrox? Not the President? Many had seen it as clinching proof that the whole of known creation had finally gone bananas. Zaphod

You're crazy, Zaphod," he was saying, "Magrathea is a myth, a fairy story, it's what parents tell their kids about at night if they want them to grow up to become economists

Aynen öyle, dedi Zaphod, pek çok insan? yumuÅŸak duvarl? bir odaya kilitletecek türden bir s?r?t??la.

Zaphod had never heard of this. He believed that he had heard of all the fun things in the Galaxy, so he assumed that the Total Perspective Vortex was not fun.

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

I'm afraid you cannot leave,' said Zarniwoop, 'you are entwined in the Improbability Field. You cannot escape.' He smiled the smile that Zaphod had wanted to hit and this time Zaphod hit it.

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

Look," said Zaphod, "I'm up to here with cool, okay? I am so amazingly cool you could keep a side of meat in me for a month. I am so hip I have difficulty seeing over my pelvis.

Yeah, could you just sort of keep this robot with you and guard this end of the passageway. Okay?" "Guard?" said Arthur. "What from? You just said there's no one here." "Yeah, well, just for safety, okay?" said Zaphod. "Whose? Yours or mine?

But that's incredible." "No, Zaphod. Just very very improbable." "Er, yeah.

Zaphod! Wake up!" "Mmmmmwwwwwerrrr?" "Hey, come on, wake up." "Just let me stick to what I'm good at, yeah?" muttered Zaphod, and rolled away from the voice back to sleep. "Do you want me to kick you?" said Ford. "Would it give you a lot of pleasure?" said Zaphod, blearily. "No." "Nor me. So what's the point? Stop bugging me." Zaphod curled himself up.

Zaphod! Wake up!' 'Mmmmmwwwwwerrrrr?' 'Hey, come on, wake up.' 'Just let me stick to what I'm good at, yeah?' muttered Zaphod and rolled away from the voice back to sleep.

What do you mean you've met?' he demanded. 'This is Zaphod Beeblebrox from Betelgeuse Five you know, not bloody Martin Smith from Croydon.

Zaphod was so surprised that they had to shoot him again before he fell down.

I go up, said the elevator, or down. Good, said Zaphod, We're going up. Or down, the elevator reminded him. Yeah, OK, up please. There was a moment of silence. Down's very nice, suggested the elevator hopefully. Oh yeah? Super. Good, said Zaphod, Now will you take us up?

Ford', he said, 'how many escape capsules are there?' 'None,' said Ford. Zaphod gibbered. 'Did you count them?' he yelled. 'Twice,' said Ford

Mr. Beeblebrox, sir," said the insect in awed wonder, "you're so weird you should be in movies." "Yeah," said Zaphod patting the thing on a glittering pink wing, "and you, baby, should be in real life.

Don't try to understand me, just be grateful that you felt the warmth of Zaphod Beeblebrox's aura on your wonderstruck face.