He passed off the loss of a spice crawler with a gesture. The threat to men’s lives had him in a rage. A leader such as that would command fanatic loyalty. He would be difficult to defeat.

But elephants have souls. Anything that can get drunk, he reasoned, must have some soul. Perhaps this is all “soul” means. Events between soul and soul are not God’s direct province: they are under the influence either of Fortune, or of virtue.

The Red Army is advancing with giant strides . . . Hitler will not be able to harm us, even if he wants to . . .

the story of how these consequences are inextricably intertwined with this remarkable book

Written By Douglas Adams

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