When a passenger check-in desk disappears in a ball of orange flame at London's Heathrow Airport, the explosion is deemed an act of God. But which god, detective Dirk Gently, wonders holistic? Which god would hang around Heathrow trying to catch Oslo in the 3:37? And what does this have to do with D... irk's latest--and late--client, only found this morning with his head rotating up the "Hot Potato" hit record? Amidst a stray eagle's hostile attentions and the trauma of a very dirty refrigerator, super-sleuth Dirk Gently will solve the mysteries of the universe once again..
The room was not a room to elevate the soul. Louis XIV, to pick a name at random, would not have liked it, would have found it not sunny enough, and insufficiently full of mirrors. He would have desired someone to pick up the socks, put the records away, and maybe burn the place down. Michelangelo would have been distressed by its proportions, which were neither lofty nor shaped by any noticeable inner harmony or symmetry, other than that all parts of the room were pretty much equally full of old coffee mugs, shoes and brimming ashtrays, most of which were sharing their tasks with each other. The walls were painted in almost precisely that shade of green which Rafaello Sanzio would have bitten off his own right hand at the wrist rather than use, and Hercules, on seeing the room, would probably have returned half an hour later armed with a navigable river.
Insofar as she recognized at all that she was dreaming, she realized that she must be exploring her subconscious mind. She had heard it said that humans are supposed only to use about a tenth of their brains, and that no one was really clear what the other nine tenths were for, but she had certainly never heard it suggested that they were used for storing penguins.
Yes, it is true that sometimes unusually intelligent and sensitive children can appear to be stupid. But stupid children can sometimes appear to be stupid as well. I think that's something you might have to consider.