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Zaphod felt he was teetering on the edge of madness and wondered if he shouldn't just jump over and have done with it.

Marvin was humming ironically because he hated humans so much.

I am a private detective. I am paid to be inquisitive and presumptuous.

Oh dear,' says God, 'I hadn't thought of that,' and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.

Hey, this is terrific! he said. Someone down there is trying to kill us! Terrific, said Arthur. But don't you see what this means? Yes. We are going to die. Yes, but apart from that. Apart from that?! It means we must be on to something! How soon can we get off it?

The mere thought hadn't even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.

You're a jerk,' repeated the alien, 'a complete asshole.

You're so unhip, it's a wonder your bum doesn't fall off.

What is this? Some sort of galactic hyperhearse?

You have a time machine and you use it for... watching television? Well, I wouldn't use it at all if I could get the hang of the video recorder.

Nobody likes a whistler, particularly not the divinity that shapes our ends.

A Hooloovoo is a super-intelligent shade of the color blue.

Obviously somebody had been appallingly incompetent and he hoped to God it wasn't him.

My doctor says that I have a malformed public duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fiber

Proving nothing, said Ford. I wouldn't trust that computer to speak my weight. I can do that for you, sure, enthused the computer, punching out more ticker tape. I can even work out your personality problems to ten decimal places if it will help.

Please call me Eddie if it will help you to relax.

Nice day for it." "Yes," said a passing maniac.

Uglier things have been spotted in the skies, but not by reliable witnesses.

Obviously somebody had been appallingly incompetent and he hoped to God it wasn't him.

Only six people in the Galaxy knew that the job of the Galactic President was not to wield power but to attract attention away from it. Zaphod Beeblebrox was amazingly good at his job.

I like the cover," he said. "'Don't Panic.' It's the first helpful or intelligible thing anybody's said to me all day.

Impact minus twenty seconds, guys . . ." said the computer. "Then turn the bloody engines back on!" bawled Zaphod. "Oh, sure thing, guys," said the computer.

But that's not the point! raged Ford The point is that I am now a perfectly safe penguin, and my colleague here is rapidly running out of limbs!

His job is not to wield power but to draw attention away from it.