The light works," he said, indicating the window, "the gravity works," he said, dropping a pencil on the floor. "Anything else we have to take our chances with.

There are two things you should remember when dealing with parallel universes. One, they're not really parallel, and two, they're not really universes

'Totally mad,' he said, 'utter nonsense. But we'll do it because it's brilliant nonsense.'

I like the cover," he said. "Don't Panic. It's the first helpful or intelligible thing anybody's said to me all day.

And as he drove on, the rainclouds dragged down the sky after him, for, though he did not know it, Rob McKenna was a Rain God. All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him, and to water him.

The storm had now definitely abated, and what thunder there was now grumbled over more distant hills, like a man saying 'And another thing...' twenty minutes after admitting he'd lost the argument.

I don't go to mythical places with strange men.