If there's anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now.
If I ever meet myself,' said Zaphod, 'I'll hit myself so hard I won't know what's hit me.
Ow! My brains!
Much to his annoyance, a thought popped into his mind. It was very clear and very distinct, and he had now come to recognize these thoughts for what they were. His instinct was to resist them.
The little waiter's eyebrows wandered about his forehead in confusion.