Quotes About Conversation

Oh, look. Do you remember me? I was the one that said, not ten minutes ago, let's not talk about that dandy book.

What I need... is a strong drink and a peer group.

Having not said anything the first time, it was somehow even more difficult to broach the subject the second time around.

Even a manically depressed robot is better to talk to than nobody.

The waiter approached. 'Would you like to see the menu?' he said. 'Or would you like to meet the Dish of the Day?' 'Huh?' said Ford. 'Huh?' said Arthur. 'Huh?' said Trillian. 'That's cool,' said Zaphod. 'We'll meet the meat.

He learned to communicate with birds and discovered their conversation was fantastically boring. It was all to do with windspeed, wingspans, power-to-weight ratios and a fair bit about berries.

The difficulty with this conversation is that it's very different from most of the ones I've had of late. Which, as I explained, have mostly been with trees.

Would you like to see the menu? he said, or would you like meet the Dish of the Day? ... "Good evening," it lowed and sat back heavily on its haunches, "I am the main Dish of the Day. May I interest you in parts of my body?

Look, why don't you sit yourself down over there and let me plug you in?" He gestured Arthur toward a chair which looked as if it had been made out of the rib cage of a stegosaurus. "It was made out of the rib cage of a stegosaurus," explained the old man

Richard reflected that Dirk's was a face into which too much had already been put. What with that and the amount he talked, the traffic through his mouth was almost incessant. His ears, on the other hand, remained almost totally unused in normal conversation.

Good," said Arthur. "See?" said Ford. "No," said Arthur.

Well, you look well on it.' `I feel well. You look well.' `I'm well. I'm very well.' `Well, that's good.' `Yes.' `Good.' `Good.' `Nice of you to drop in.' `Thanks.' `Well,' said Arthur, casting around himself. Astounding how hard it was to think of anything to say to someone after all this time.

My name,' said the mattress, 'is Zem. We could discuss the weather a little.' Marvin paused again in his weary circular pplod. 'The dew,' he observed, 'has clearly fallen with a particularly sickening thud this morning.' He resumed his walk, as if inspired by this conversational outburst to fresh heights of gloom and despondency. He plodded tenaciously. If he had had teeth he would have gritted them at this point. He hadn't. He didn't. The mere plod said it all. The mattress flolloped around.

Now, said Benjy mouse, to business. Ford and Zaphod clinked their glasses together. To business! they said. I beg your pardon? said Benjy. Ford looked round. Sorry, I thought you were proposing a toast, he said.

Trouble with a long journey like this,' continued the Captain, 'is that you end up just talking to yourself a lot, which gets terribly boring because half the time you know what you're going to say next.

Asking people about their opinions is a very good way of making friends. Telling them about your own opinions can also work, but not always quite as well. Nowadays

Arthur alzò gli occhi. "Ford!" disse "qui fuori c'è un'incredibile moltitudine di scimmie che vogliono parlarci di una sceneggiatura dell'Amleto che avrebbero appena finito di scrivere!

But how are you, metalman?' said Ford. 'Very depressed.' 'What's up?' 'I don't know,' said Marvin, 'I've never been there.' 'Why,' said Ford squatting down beside him and shivering, 'are you lying face down in the dust?' 'It's a very effective way of being wretched,' said Marvin. 'Don't pretend you want to talk to me, I know you hate me.

That is the first thing anybody has said to me for seventeen years, three months and two days, five hours, nineteen minutes and twenty seconds. I've been counting." He

You see what I have done?' he asked the ceiling, which seemed to flinch slightly at being yanked so suddenly into the conversation.

The best conversation I had was over forty million years ago,' continued Marvin.

The best conversation I had was over forty million years ago,' continued Marvin. Again the pause. ' Oh d—' 'And that was with a coffee machine.' He waited.

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

The best conversation I had was over forty million years ago," continued Marvin. [...] "And that was with a coffee machine.