That day I oft remember, when from sleep I first awaked, and found myself reposed, Under a shade, on flowers, much wondering where And what I was, whence thither brought, and how.

– Ну, сколько у нас спасательных капсул? – Ни одной. – Хорошо пересчитал? – Два раза

¿De qué otra forma se puede amenazar que no sea de muerte? Lo interesante, lo original, sería que alguien lo amenace a uno con la inmortalidad.

For as long as he could remember, he’d suffered from a vague nagging feeling of being not all there.

Written By Douglas Adams

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