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"swinging lanterns that made soft and crazy lights dance among the trees and grass, chattering contentedly, and actually singing a song about how terribly nice everything was, how happy they were, how much they enjoyed working on the farm, and how pleasant it was to be going home to see their wives and children, with a lilting chorus to the effect that the flowers were smelling particularly nice at this time of year"

"ford was beginning to behave rather strangely, or rather not actually beginning to behave strangely but beginning to behave in a way that was strangely different from the other strange ways in which he more regularly behaved."

"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off."

"'there is no point in driving yourself mad trying to stop yourself going mad. You might just as well give in and save your sanity for later.'"

"In the end, it was Sunday afternoons he couldn't cope with, and that terrible listlessness that starts to set in at about 2:55....as you stare at the clock the hands will move relentlessly on to four o'clock, and you will enter the long dark teatime of the soul."

"'No, I'm very ordinary...but some very strange things have happened to me. You could say I'm more differed from than differing.'"

"life was very pleasant, and the great thing about it was that...it would be more pleasant still. It was very important to have things to look forward to."

Slowly, the deer would approach, step by step, until it was almost nuzzling him, whereupon Ford Prefect would reach out to it and break its neck."

"Ford would continue to smile at it, his eyes would soften and shine, and he would seem to radiate a deep and universal love, a love which reached out to embrace all creation. A wonderful quietness would descend on the surrounding countryside, peaceful and serene, emanating from this transfigured man."

"Arthur suspected a streak of masochism in Ford Prefect-the increasing difficulty of the journey seemed to give him a sense of purpose that was otherwise lacking. He strode onward relentlessly."