Quotes About Encounter

If I ever meet myself," said Zaphod, "I'll hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me.

My name," he said, "is Slartibartfast." Arthur

Things hit a limit, though, when I was set upon by a pickpocket in a baker's shop. I didn't notice that I was being set upon by a pickpocket, which I am glad of, because I like to work only with professionals.

In the years since then, Richard had run into Dirk from time to time and had usually been greeted with that kind of guarded half smile that wants to know if you think it owes you money before it blossoms into one that hopes you will lend it some.

That's cool,' said Zaphod, 'we'll meet the meat.

If I ever meet myself," said Zaphod, "I'll hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me." Marvin

The mice will see you now," he said.

Two places away to the left was the don who had been Richard's Director of Studies in English, who showed no signs of recognising him at all. This was hardly surprising since Richard had spent his three years here assiduously avoiding him, often to the extent of growing a beard and pretending to be someone else.

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

How strange that all you have to do sometimes to meet somebody is walk up to their house and ring a doorbell, and magically they appear as if from nowhere.

But now I feel rather like Br'er Rabbit being thrown into the briar patch, because I have found you here, in charge. Just like when we first met, back at the Natural History Museum.

Incidents of Travel

One of the oddest things in life, as we all know, is the way that when you have heard a thing mentioned, within twenty-four hours you nearly always come across it again.

It is always a shock to meet again someone whom you have not seen for a long time but who has been very much present in your mind during that period.

Several very suprising things have occurred. To begin with, I met Augustus Milray, the most perfect example of an old ass the present Government has produced. His manner oozed diplomatic secrecy as he drew me aside in the Club into a quiet corner.

Five minutes later, a young man walking rapidly in the opposite direction pulled up short and stopped in front of Sandra. He exclaimed blithely: "I say, what luck! I wondered if I'd ever see you again." His tone was so delighted that she blushed just a little. He stooped to the dog. "What a jolly little fellow. What's his name?" "MacTavish." "Oh, very Scotch.

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing; Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness.

Lombard thought: Awkward, this—am I supposed to have met them or not? He said quickly: "There's a wasp crawling up your arm. No—keep quite still.

Katherine gave him the name of Lady Tamplin's villa. Poirot made her a little bow. "You permit that I see you again, mademoiselle?' he said. 'Or have you so many friends that your time will be all taken up?' 'On the contrary,' said Katherine, 'I shall have plenty of leisure, and I shall be very pleased to see you again.' 'Excellent,' said Poirot, and gave her a little friendly nod. 'This shall be a "roman policier" à nous. We will investigate together.

It's good that I should have to come some way to meet you.

So far Kenzo had managed to avoid being introduced to any of these walking wraiths, but he had a feeling that if he ever did meet his own doppel, he would gang away in the opposite direction as fast as possible.

In the early Taish? era (1912–1926), when I started school, the word "teacher" was synonymous with "scary person." The fact that at such a time I encountered such free and innovative education with such creative impulse behind it—that I encountered a teacher like Mr. Tachikawa at such a time—I cherish among the rarest of blessings.

Buddhists consider a personal encounter with a buddha a rare chance, and an occasion for deep gratitude. The rarity of this opportunity is emphasized by the Buddhist saying that it is as difficult for a living being to be born human and to encounter the Buddha as for a blind turtle that raises its head above the surface of the sea only once in a hundred years to put its head in a hole in a floating log. This metaphor encourages the devotee to pursue religious training.

The absolute contingency of the encounter with someone I didn't know finally takes on the appearance of destiny. The declaration of love marks the transition from chance to destiny, and that's why it is so perilous and so burdened with a kind of horrifying stage fright.