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September 27 - October 3, 2015
“I refuse to prove that I exist,” says God, “for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.”
Was there a reason behind it? There would be no point in asking Zaphod, he never appeared to have a reason for anything he did at all: he had turned unfathomability into an art form. He attacked everything in life with a mixture of extraordinary genius and naïve incompetence and it was often difficult to tell which was which.
‘Perhaps I’m old and tired,’ he continued, ‘but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.

