We also live in strange places: each in a universe of our own. The people with whom we populate our universes are the shadows of whole other universe… - Douglas Adams

He picked up the letter Q and hurled it into a distant privet bush where it hit a young rabbit. The rabbit hurtled off in terror and didn’t stop till it was set upon and eaten by a fox which choked on one of its bones and died on the bank of a stream which subsequently washed it away.

During the following weeks Ford Perfect swallowed his pride and struck up a relationship with a girl who had been a personnel officer on Golgafrincham, and he was terribly upset when she suddenly passed away as a result of drinking water from a pool that had been polluted by the body of a dead fox.

If we think that the world is here for us we will continue to destroy it the way we have been destroying it, because we think we can do no harm.

Why should I want to make anything up? Life's bad enough as it is without wanting to invent any more of it.