Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

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

How can I tell," said the man, "that the past isn't a fiction designed to account for the discrepancy between my immediate physical sensations and my state of mind?

If somebody thinks they're a hedgehog, presumably you just give 'em a mirror and a few pictures of hedgehogs and tell them to sort it out for themselves.

The Guide is definitive. Reality is frequently inaccurate.

Arthur shook his head and sat down. He looked up. “I thought you must be dead …” he said simply. “So did I for a while,” said Ford, “and then I decided I was a lemon for a couple of weeks. I kept myself amused all that time jumping in and out of a gin and tonic.

I'm 48, which is a bit of a shock to me. Why only last year I thought I was a precocious young thing!