I write books back to back, and I work very hard on them.

It was amazing how many friends you could make by being bad at things, provided you were bad enough to be funny.

Someone got killed up here.... It was outside. A tall man. He had one leg longer’n the other. And a beard. He was probably a hunter." "How’d you know all that?" "I just trod on ‘im.

Good or bad, do it as you. Too many lies and there's no truth to go back to.

It's the end game that people dread and that's what I'm scared of

But here's some advice, boy. Don't put your trust in revolutions. They always come around again. That's why they're called revolutions.

I don't think I've ever been critical of the money Douglas Adams makes, especially since, as has been tactfully pointed out, I myself have had to change banks having filled the first one up.