To summarize the summary of the summary: people are a problem.

Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?

Any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still know where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

Dirk turned on the car wipers, which grumbled because they didn't have quite enough rain to wipe away, so he turned them off again. Rain quickly speckled the windscreen. He turned on the wipers again, but they still refused to feel that the exercise was worthwhile, and scraped and squeaked in protest.

Space is big. Really big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the chemist, but that's just peanuts to space.

...and the Universe, ... will explode later for your pleasure.

God is no longer an explanation of anything, but has instead become something that would itself need an insurmountable amount of explaining.