How do you feel?" he asked him. "Like a military academy," said Arthur. "Bits of me keep on passing out.

If you try and take a cat apart to see how it works, the first thing you have on your hands is a nonworking cat.

We are stuck with technology when what we really want is just stuff that works.

How do I know the past is not a fiction conceived to reconcile the difference between my state of mind and the present.

Arthur felt happy. He was terribly pleased that the day was for once working out so much according to plan. Only twenty minutes ago he had decided he would go mad, and now here he was already chasing a Chesterfield sofa across the fields of prehistoric Earth.

The longest and most destructive party ever held is now into its fourth generation and still no one shows any signs of leaving. The problem of when the drink is going to run out is, however, going to have to be faced one day. The planet over which they are floating is no longer the planet it was when they first started floating over it. It is in bad shape

Dennis Hutch had stepped up into the top seat when its founder had died of a lethal overdose of brick wall, taken while under the influence of a Ferrari and a bottle of tequila.