And Another Thing... (The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, #6)

by Eoin Colfer

At the center of an uncertain and possibly illusory universe there would always be tea.

“I like being stupid. You see things clearly. Being stupid is like squinting through the sunlight.”

The past is made up of memories, which are made up of dead stuff that can’t hurt you, like say a pointy stick could.

There is no such thing as a happy ending. Every culture has a maxim that makes this point, while nowhere in the Universe is there a single gravestone that reads, He Loved Everything About His Life, Especially the Dying Bit at the End.

Alone. That was the dreaded word. He, Arthur Dent, was a lone man, alone and lonely. On loan from another dimension. A low no one with no one to lean on.