“Mr. Constant,” he said, “right now you’re as easy for the Bureau of Internal Revenue to watch as a man on a street corner selling apples and pears. But just imagine how hard you would be to watch if you had a whole office building jammed to the rafters with industrial bureaucrats—men who lose things and use the wrong forms and create new forms and

The discovery of the chrono-synclastic infundibula said to mankind in effect: “What makes you think you’re going anywhere?”

“The name of the new religion,” said Rumfoord, “is The Church of God the Utterly Indifferent. “The flag of that church will be blue and gold,” said Rumfoord. “These words will be written on that flag in gold letters on a blue field: Take Care of the People, and God Almighty Will Take Care of Himself.

The poor man and his poor dog are scattered far and wide, not just through space, but through time, too.

they told him again and again and again

The recruits’ eyes were as empty as the windows of abandoned textile mills. So were the eyes of the instructress, since she, too, had recently had her memory cleaned out.

He was finally understanding that every bit of it had been real!

The Tralfamadorians, according to Salo, manufactured each other. No one knew for certain how the first machine had come into being.

All that kept him going was a wish that was more mechanical than emotional. He wished to be reunited with Bee, his mate, with Chrono, his son, and with Stony Stevenson, his best and only friend.