Yes. They are the words that finally turned me into the hermit I have now become. It was quite sudden. I saw them, and I knew what I had to do." The sign read: "Hold stick near center of its length. Moisten pointed end in mouth. Insert in tooth space, blunt end next to gum. Use gentle in-out motion." "It seemed to me," said Wonko the Sane, "that any civilization that had so far lost its head as to need to include a set of detailed instructions for use in a package of toothpicks, was no longer a civilization in which I could live and stay sane.

My doctor says that I have a malformed public-duty gland and a natural deficiency in moral fibre and that I am therefore excused from saving universes.

In the stillness, a fly would not have dared clear it's throat.

Let us be dreamers, thinkers, speculative philosophers, or as our spouses would have it: Idiots

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

I love deadlines. I like the whooshing noise they make as they go by.

And so the Universe ended.