The only person for whom the house was in any way special was Arthur Dent, and that was only because it happened to be the one he lived in.

Conceited little mega-puppy.

The moment at which two people, approaching from opposite ends of a long passageway, recognize each other and immediately pretend they haven t. This is to avoid the ghastly embarrassment of having to continue recognizing each other the whole length of the corridor.

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

Marvin trudged on down the corridor, still moaning. "...and then of course I've got this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left hand side..." "No?" said Arthur grimly as he walked along beside him. "Really?" "Oh yes," said Marvin, "I mean I've asked for them to be replaced but no one ever listens." "I can imagine.

Everybody has their moment of great opportunity in life. If you happen to miss the one you care about, then everything else becomes eerily easy.

Why are people born? Why do they die? Why do they want to spend so much of the intervening time wearing digital watches?