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

The seat received him in a loose and distant kind of way, like an aunt who disapproves of the last fifteen years of your life and will therefore furnish you with a basic sherry, but refuses to catch your eye.

In an infinite Universe anything can happen.

Very strange people, physicists - in my experience the ones who aren't dead are in some way very ill.

Very deep. You should send that in to the Reader's Digest. They've got a page for people like you.

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.

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