A cup of tea would restore my normality.

There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind.

For millions of years, on average, one species became extinct every century.... We are now heaving more than a thousand different species of animals and plants off the planet every year.

Lord, lord, lord. Protect me from the consequences of the above prayer.

The Guide says there is an art to flying", said Ford, "or rather a knack. The knack lies in learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.

A life that is burdened with expectations is a heavy life. Its fruit is sorrow and disappointment.

The longest and most destructive party ever held is now into its fourth generation and still no one shows any signs of leaving. Somebody did once look at his watch, but that was eleven years ago now, and there has been no follow up.