It's Not The Fall That Kills You;

"what's Up?" "i Don't Know," Said Marvin, "i've Never Been There."

What I Need... Is A Strong Drink And A Peer Group.

There's Always A Moment When You Start To Fall Out Of Love, Whether It's With A Person Or An Idea Or A Cause, Even If It's One You Only Narrate To Yourself Years After The Event: A Tiny Thing, A Wrong Word, A False Note, Which Means That Things Can Never Be Quite The Same Again.

This Must Be Thursday. I Never Could Get The Hang Of Thursdays.

If You Stick A Babel Fish In Your Ear You Can Instantly Understand Anything Said To You In Any Form Of Language.