"Ford carried on counting quietly. This is about the most aggressive thing you can do to a computer, the equivalent of going up to a human being and saying "Blood...blood...blood...blood..."
"Exactly!"said Deep Thought. "So once you do know what the question actually is, you'll know what the answer means."
"Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so."
"My capacity for happiness,"he added, "you could fit into a matchbox without taking out the matches first"
"Would it save you a lot of time if I just gave up and went mad now?"
"What does it matter? Science has achieved some wonderful things, of course, but I'd far rather be happy than right any day."