Ah, this is obviously some strange usage of the word 'safe' that I wasn't previously aware of.

The mere thought hadn't even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.

Arthur Dent: What happens if I press this button? Ford Prefect: I wouldn't- Arthur Dent: Oh. Ford Prefect: What happened? Arthur Dent: A sign lit up, saying 'Please do not press this button again.

I am terribly proud of-I was born in Cambridge in 1952 and my initials are DNA!

My favorite piece of information is that Branwell Brontë, brother of Emily and Charlotte, died standing up leaning against a mantelpiece, in order to prove it could be done. This is not quite true, in fact. My absolute favorite piece of information is the fact that young sloths are so inept that they frequently grab their own arms and legs instead of tree limbs, and fall out of trees.

The little waiter's eyebrows wandered about his forehead in confusion.

...they discovered only a small asteroid inhabited by a solitary old man who claimed repeatedly that nothing was true, though he was later discovered to be lying.