“I think fish is nice, but then I think that rain is wet, so who am I to judge?”

“Some fish were jumping up the beach and into the tree, which struck me as an odd thing for a fish to do, but I tried not to be judgmental about it. I was feeling pretty raw about my own species, and not much inclined to raise a quizzical eyebrow at others. The fish could play about in trees as much as they liked if it gave them pleasure, so long as they didn't try and justify themselves or tell each other it was a malign god who made them play in trees.”

“I'm up to here with cool, okay? I am so amazingly cool you could keep a side of meat in me for a month. I am so hip I have difficulty seeing over my pelvis.”

“You may not instantly see why I bring the subject up, but that is because my mind works so phenomenally fast, and I am at a rough estimate thirty billion times more intelligent than you. Let me give you an example. Think of a number, any number.”“Er, five,” said the mattress.“Wrong,” said Marvin. “You see?”

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”

“I don’t know what I’m looking for.”“What not?”“Because … because … I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn’t be able to look for them.”

“I think you ought to know I'm feeling very depressed.”