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“But what about the End of the Universe? We'll miss the big moment." I've seen it. It's rubbish," said Zaphod,"nothing but a gnab gib." A what?" Opposite of a big bang. Come on, let's get zappy.”

Quote by Douglas Adams

Book:The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: The Trilogy of Five

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The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: The Trilogy of Five

This trilogy, consisting of five books, is a classic in the science fiction genre, known for its wit, clever storytelling, and imaginative universe. It explores themes of existentialism, the meaning of life, and the absurdity of human existence through the eyes of its quirky and endearing characters. more

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Douglas Adams was a British writer best known for his science fiction series 'The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy'. His work is celebrated for its unique humor and profound philosophical insights, making it a favorite among readers. Adams' novels often contain satirical commentary on modern society and deep reflections on the human condition. more

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