“No, see the slide’s too high. He could fall and get a concussion. (Wulf)Forget that. He could rack himself on the teeter-totter. (Chris)Teeter-totter nothing. The swings are a choking hazard. Whose idea was it for him to have this? (Urian)”

“For each Joan of Arc there is a Hitler perched at the other end of the teeter-totter.”

“Normally Felicity liked to spend her recess holding the duty teacher's hand and tattling on kids who were breaking nitpicky safety rules like no climbing fences, no running up the slide, and no using the teeter-totter as a human catapult. - Zombiekins”

“What man is such a coward he would not rather fall once than remain forever tottering?”

“Maybe he was as mad as he said he was, but she could see only a species of miserable fright. Suddenly, like the thud of a boxing glove on her mouth, she saw how close to the edge of everything he was. The agency was tottering, that was bad enough, and now, on top of that, like a grisly dessert following a putrid main course, his marriage was tottering too. She felt a rush of warmth for him, for this man she had sometimes hated and had, for the last three hours at least, feared. A kind of epiphany filled her. Most of all, she hoped he would always think he had been as mad as hell, and not . . . not the way his face said he felt.”

“Zaphod felt he was teetering on the edge of madness and wondered if he shouldn't just jump over and have done with it.”