That's what I always liked about science fiction - you can make the world end. Humour is my multiple warhead delivery system.

The last ever dolphin message was misinterpreted as a surprisingly sophisticated attempt to do a double-backwards-somersault through a hoop whilst whistling the 'Star Spangled Banner', but in fact the message was this: So long and thanks for all the fish.

Life,” said Marvin dolefully, “loathe it or ignore it, you can’t like it.

This has serveral consequences, starting with screwing over most cryptography algorithms--translation: all your bank account are belong to us--

I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.

'Farscape' is not what you call hard science fiction.