Marvin started his ironical humming again. Zaphod hit him and he shut up.
A life that is burdened with expectations is a heavy life. Its fruit is sorrow and disappointment.
You can tune a guitar, but you can't tuna fish. Unless of course, you play bass.
We’ll meet the meat.
The mere thought hadn't even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.
I can see we're in for a fabulous evening's apocalypse.