There was an immensely cold and savage silence. The robots regarded him with hideously dead eyes. They stood very still. There was something intensely macabre about their appearance, especially to Zaphod who had never seen one before or even known anything about them. The Krikkit Wars belonged to the ancient past of the Galaxy, and Zaphod had spent most of his early history lessons plotting how he was going to have sex with the girl in the cybercubicle next to him, and since his teaching computer had been an integral part of this plot it had eventually had all its history circuits wiped and replaced with an entirely different set of ideas which had then resulted in it being scrapped and sent to a home for Degenerate Cybermats, whither it was followed by the girl who had inadvertently fallen deeply in love with the unfortunate machine, with the result (a) that Zaphod never got near her and (b) that he missed out on a period of ancient history that would have been of inestimable value to him at this moment.
Illustration by Jonathan Burton
I’m catching up on my comics and THERE IS A HITCH HIKER’S GUIDE REFERENCE IN THIS POWERPUFF GIRLS COMIC.
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‘Honestly, Richard,’ she said, ‘I suppose you’re going to say you forgot again. How can you have the gall to stand there with two arms, two legs and a head as if you’re a human being? This is behaviour that a bout of amoebic dysentery would be ashamed of. I bet that even the very lowest form of dysentery amoeba shows up to take its girlfriend out for a quick trot around the stomach lining once in a while.
— Douglas Adams
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Have some manic depressed people personality prototype robot, aka Marvin
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You Can’t Control It, Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy
Drunk in charge of a time ship is a pretty serious offence. They tend to lock you away in some planet’s stone age and tell you to evolve into a more responsible life-form.
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The insect paused for a moment to recover from its agitation and then reached out a tentacle to answer a ringing phone.
A metal hand restrained it.
“Excuse me,” said the owner of the metal hand in a voice that would have made an insect of a more sentimental disposition collapse in tears.
This was not such an insect, and it couldn’t stand robots.
“Yes, sir,” it snapped, “can I help you?”
“I doubt it,” said Marvin.
“Well in that case, if you’ll just excuse me …” Six of the phones were now ringing. A million things awaited the insect’s attention.
“No one can help me,” intoned Marvin.
— The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Douglas Adams
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A letter of apology from Graham ‘Filthy’ Chapman: (via lettersofnote) (x)
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The Marketing Division of the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation
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Doesn’t no-one in this galaxy do anything other than appear on chat shows?
— Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy Radio Series: Fit the Fourth
He was rounder than the average undergraduate and wore more hats. That is to say, there was just the one hat which he habitually wore, but he wore it with a passion that was rare in one so young.
— Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency, Douglas Adams
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Darth Vader made a cameo in The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy
I am Mr. Desiato’s personal bodyguard and I am responsible for his body and I am not responsible for yours. so take it away before it gets damaged.
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I get an idea to do something, and, hey, why not, I do it. I reckon I’ll become President of the Galaxy, and it just happens. . And then whenever I stop and think – why did I want to do something? – how did I work out how to do it? – I get a very strong desire just to stop thinking about it. Like I have now.
— Zaphod Beeblebrox - "The Hitchhickers Guide to the Galaxy"- Douglas Adams
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