A glass marble with an eye-like center resting on dark cracked paving. — Original artwork

All eyes were on Ford. Some were on stalks.

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A small worn teal suitcase with an unraveling yarn strand trailing over a violet star-speckled cloth. — Original artwork

A man can’t cross a hundred thousand light years, mostly in other people’s baggage compartments, without beginning to fray a little, and Arthur had frayed a lot.

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A crooked framed coastal picture hangs above a small shelf of pale objects on a blue wooden wall. — Original artwork

And somewhere on this good boffo stretch of coastline lay the house of this inconsolable man, a man whom many regarded as being insane. But this was only, as he would tell people, because he was.

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A teal card hanging from a fishhook above an empty open leather wallet. — Original artwork

But you don't understand, said Ford, his expression slowly ripening from a little taken abackness into rank incredulity. "This is the American Express Card. It is the finest way of settling bills known to man. Haven't you read their junk mail?"

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Painterly green wind-up toy man raising one arm on a chessboard with fallen pieces against ochre. — Original artwork

Grown men, he told himself, in flat contradiction of centuries of accumulated evidence about the way grown men behave, do not behave like this.

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Painterly black top hat tipped sideways, spilling pale and gold confetti on sage green. — Original artwork

He didn’t like to think of himself as the sort of person who giggled or sniggered, but he had to admit that he had been giggling and sniggering almost continuously for well over half an hour now.

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White daisies emerging from a small mound of snow against a pale blue background. — Original artwork

He had read somewhere that the Eskimos had over two hundred different words for snow, without which their conversation would probably have got very monotonous. So they would distinguish between thin snow and thick snow, light snow and heavy snow, sludgy s

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A miniature staircase of green glass steps crumbling into sand, with a small brown shoe on the bottom step. — Original artwork

How reliable is he?" asked Fenchurch in a sinking voice. "How reliable?" said Arthur. He gave a hollow laugh. "How shallow is the ocean?" he said. "How cold is the sun?"

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A translucent iridescent bubble floats above a small clear bowl against a softly lit lavender background. — Original artwork

It’s all right. There’s nothing to see, it’s all over. None of this is actually happening.

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A folded spotted towel lies beside a brass telescope aimed toward a small green-and-purple marble. — Original artwork

“I was being perfectly serious,” said Arthur. “It’s just the Universe I’m never quite sure about.”

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Painterly grapefruit half propped against red velvet beneath a warm spotlight. — Original artwork

Life is like a grapefruit. It's sort of orangy-yellow and dimpled on the outside, wet and squidgy in the middle. It's got pips inside, too. Oh, and some people have half a one for breakfast.

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Stacks of poker chips sit beside a tipped martini glass and spilled liquid on a red surface. — Original artwork

“Listen, bud,” said Ford, “if I had one Altairan dollar for every time I heard one bit of the Universe look at another bit of the Universe and say ‘That’s terrible’ I wouldn’t be sitting here like a lemon looking for a gin.”

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Tilted purple glass cup joined to a smooth solid glass spiral on a low dark base — Original artwork

Suddenly he realized what the answer to the problem was, and it was this, that something very weird was happening; and if something very weird was happening, he thought, he wanted it to be happening to him.

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Rolled pale-blue plans tied with red string sit in a manila folder beside three coins on cream ground. — Original artwork

The Census report, like most such surveys, had cost an awful lot of money and didn’t tell anybody anything they didn’t already know – except that every single person in the Galaxy had 2.4 legs and owned a hyena.

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A feather quill hovers over a blank unrolled scroll beside books, an inkwell, dried stems and a candle. — Original artwork

There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler’s mind.

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A yellow balloon tied to the handle of a floral teacup, lifting the cup above its saucer. — Original artwork

"You'll have to excuse me," said Arthur. "I'm terribly happy."

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A glass bowl of water shifting from red to calm blue sits beside a shattered miniature porcelain tower, on a slate background. — Original artwork

“Zaphod’s calmed down a lot you know.” “Really?” said Arthur, clustering hurriedly round Fenchurch to relieve her of the shopping. “Yeah,” said Ford, “at least one of his heads is now saner than an emu on acid.”

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