So this is it," said Arthur, "We are going to die." "Yes," said Ford, "except... no! Wait a minute!" He suddenly lunged across the chamber at something behind Arthur's line of vision. "What's this switch?" he cried. "What? Where?" cried Arthur, twisting round. "No, I was only fooling," said Ford, "we are going to die after all.

The more Susan waited, the more the doorbell didn't ring. Or the phone.

The system of life on this planet is so astoundingly complex that it was a long time before man even realized that it was a system at all and that it wasn't something that was just there.

There was a terribly ghastly silence. There was a terribly ghastly noise. There was a terribly ghastly silence.

He attacked everything in life with a mix of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence, and it was often difficult to tell which was which.

I find the whole business of religion profoundly interesting. But it does mystify me that otherwise intelligent people take it seriously.

How many roads must a man walk down?