My capacity for happiness, " he added, "you could fit into a matchbox without taking out the matches first

Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.

One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about humans was their habit of continually stating and repeating the very very obvious.

Anyone who is capable of getting themselves made President should on no account be allowed to do the job.

How many roads must a man walk down?

Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?

The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.

I'd far rather be happy than right any day.

He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it.

And all dared to brave unknown terrors, to do mighty deeds, to boldly split infinitives that no man had split before--and thus was the Empire forged.

What does it matter? Science has achieved some wonderful things, of course, but I'd far rather be happy than right any day.

You’re a mystery the way a sacrament is a mystery.

The sunken grave would fade away, probably in my lifetime. If I could avoid killer zombies for a few years. And vampires. And gun-toting humans. Oh, hell, the hot-spot would probably outlast me.

Huh. What a dope! Wait till Mom hears about this. He's so in trouble now. You know how crazy she gets about malaria.

In order to be an immaculate member of a flock of sheep, one must above all be a sheep oneself.

Innovate, don't imitate. Set out to create a culture that is right for your organization, then work at making it happen.

Death, jewelry, or magic; it sounded like Valentine's Day.

Know the difference between Giant and Jumbo? Between two-ounce and a big two-ounce? Between a quart and a full quart? What's a tall 24-inch? What does Extra Long mean? Who's kidding who?

It's hard being part of a married couple in a band.

So,would you say I’m closer to a zombie or a vampire? I gotta know—are my parts going to rot and fall off, or am I forever frozen in youthful perfection?

I was always - I was a movie nut. I lived in the movies, really.