You don’t choose your life; it chooses you.

Please send me a bill for your services through”—he looked at his watch—“through today,” he said. “And you’ll pay it with a rubber check,” I said.

If you don't have the grace and wit to die early, you are forced to vanish, to hide as if in shame and apology.

It all sounds rather naive and sentimental to be talking about children laughing and dancing and singing together when we all know perfectly well that what children do in real life is snarl and take drugs.

Written By Douglas Adams

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