This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
The world is a thing of utter inordinate complexity and richness and strangeness that is absolutely awesome.
Life,” said Marvin dolefully, “loathe it or ignore it, you can’t like it.
Generally, old media don't die. They just have to grow old gracefully. Guess what, we still have stone masons. They haven't been the primary purveyors of the written word for a while now of course, but they still have a role because you wouldn't want a TV screen on your headstone.
Shee, you guys are so unhip it's a wonder your bums don't fall off.
Life! Don't talk to me about life!
The last ever dolphin message was misinterpreted as a surprisingly sophisticated attempt to do a double-backwards-somersault through a hoop whilst whistling the 'Star Spangled Banner', but in fact the message was this: So long and thanks for all the fish.
Funny, how just when you think life can’t possibly get any worse it suddenly does.
Oh dear,' says God, 'I hadn't thought of that,' and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.
Anything invented after you’re thirty-five is against the natural order of things
Curiously enough, the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of petunias as it fell was Oh no, not again. Many people have speculated that if we knew exactly why the bowl of petunias had thought that we would know a lot more about the nature of the Universe than we do now.