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THERE ARE THOSE DAYS WHICH SEEM A TAKING in of breath which, held, suspends the whole earth in its waiting. Some summers refuse to end.
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The seller of lightning rods arrived just ahead of the storm.
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Outside, a weather of stars ran clear in an ocean sky.
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They began by controlling books and, of course, films, one way or another, one group or another, political bias, religious prejudice, union pressures, there was always a minority afraid of something, and a great majority afraid of the dark, afraid of the future, afraid of the past, afraid of the present, afraid of themselves and shadows of themselves.
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Was there, then, no strength in growing up? No solace in being an adult? No sanctuary in life? No fleshly citadel strong enough to withstand the scrabbling assault of midnights?
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No one said anything. We all just looked up at the sky and we breathed out and in and we all thought the same things, but nobody said.
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Grandma, he had often wanted to say, is this where the world began? For surely it had begun in no other than a place like this. The kitchen, without doubt, was the center of creation, all things revolved about it; it was the pediment that sustained the temple.
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Happy! Of all the nonsense.
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Their hands slapped library door handles together, their chests broke track tapes together, their tennis shoes beat parallel pony tracks over lawns, trimmed bushes, squirreled trees, no one losing, both winning, thus saving their friendship for other times of loss.
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I remember the newspapers dying like huge moths. No one wanted them back. No one missed them.
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Ray Bradbury |
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Have you ever seen the atom bomb mushroom from two hundred miles up? It's a pinprick. It's nothing. With the wilderness all around it. My grandfather ran off the V-2 rocket film a dozen times and then hoped that someday our cities would open up and let the green and the land and the wilderness in more, to remind people that we're allotted a little space on earth and that we survive in that wilderness that can take back what it has given, as..
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the city rolled over and fell down dead. The sound of its death came after.
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Ray Bradbury |
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The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her.
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Ray Bradbury |
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Remember that pianist who said that if he did not practice every day he would know, if he did not practice for two days, the critics would know, after three days, his audience would know.
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The suit caught light and stirred like a bed of black tweed-thorns, interminably itching, covering the man's long body with motion so it seemed he should excruciate, cry out, and tear the clothes free.
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Ray Bradbury |
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All of us improbable to one another because we are not present to one another
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Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you're there. It doesn't matter what you do, he said, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touc..
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Look at it this way, child, life is a magic show, or should be if people didn't go to sleep on each other. Always leave folks with a bit of mystery, son.
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imagination
life
watchufulness
mystery
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Is there a Bible chapter, I wonder? Futilities, verse four, paragraph two?' 'There will be.' 'And will I write it?' 'I have faith in you, Father!' 'Reverend!' he cried. 'Reverend,' I said.
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Four days, eight days, twelve days passed, and he was invited to teas, to suppers, to lunches. They sat talking through the long green afternoons - they talked of art, of literature, of life, of society and politics. They ate ice creams and squabs and drank good wines.
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Montag tried to see the men's faces, the old faces he remembered from the firelight, lined and tired. He was looking for a brightness, a resolve, a triumph over tomorrow that hardly seemed to be there. Pherhaps he had expected their faces to burn and glitter with the knowledge they carried, to glow as lanterns glow, with the light in them. But all the light had come from the campfire, and these men had seemed no different than any others wh..
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Here you lie in the tremendous web. Others are about you, but they are whole--whole hearts and bodies. But all of you that lives is back there walking the desolate seas in evening winds. This thing here, this cold clay thing, is already dead.
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The blows of his heart might jar him loose, crash him down, but he was glad to hear them, know himself alive.
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No u cheloveka est' odno zamechatel'noe svoistvo: esli prikhoditsia vse nachinat' snachala, on ne otchaivaetsia i ne teriaet muzhestva, ibo on znaet, chto eto ochen' vazhno, chto eto stoit usilii.
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If this goes on . . ." fiction takes an element of life today, something clear and obvious and normally something troubling, and asks what would happen if that thing, that one thing, became bigger, became all-pervasive, changed the way we thought and behaved."
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Para el norteamericano comun, lo que es raro no es bueno.
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Ray Bradbury |
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With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word "intellectual", of course, became the swear word it deserved to be. You always dread the unfamiliar."
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Each man the image of every other; then all are happy, for there are no mountains to make them cower, to judge themselves against.
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the wonderful thing about man; he never gets so discouraged or disgusted that he gives up doing it all over again, because he knows very well it is important and worth the doing.
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Do you ever read any of the books you burn?' He laughed. 'That's against the law!' 'Oh. Of course.' 'It's fine work. Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan.' They
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Fire is bright and fire is clean
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Once in a lifetime anyway, it's nice to make a mistake if you think it'll do somebody some good," she" --
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He held both hands over his eyes and applied a steady pressure there as if to crush memory into place.
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At least you were a fool about the right things," said Faber."
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Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them, at all. The magic is only in what the books have to say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.
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Shared and once again shared experience. Billions of prickling textures. Cut one sense away, cut part of life away. Cut two senses; life halves itself on the instant. We love what we know, we love what we are. Common cause, common cause, common cause of mouth, eye, ear, tongue, hand, nose, flesh, heart, and soul.
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It was all a mistake," he pleaded, standing out of his ship, his wife slumped behind him in the deeps of the hold, like a dead woman. "I came to Mars like any honest enterprising businessman. I took some surplus material from a rocket that crashed and I built me the finest little stand you ever saw right there on that land by the crossroads--you know where it is. You've got to admit it's a good job of building." Sam laughed, staring around...
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Sabe que los libros huelen a nuez moscada o a especias de paises lejanos?
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Ray Bradbury |
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Beware, Charlie, old men only lie in wait for people to ask them to talk. Then they rattle on like a rusty elevator wheezing up a shaft
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Ray Bradbury |
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Cuando ya no hay nada que perder, se puede correr cualquier riesgo.
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Ray Bradbury |
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I bet it's the eleventh Commandment," murmured the priest, eyes down. "What would the eleventh Commandment be?" asked Doone, scowling. "Why not: 'THOU SHALT SHUT UP AND LISTEN'" said the priest. "Ssh."
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O kuo is tikruju kvepia Laikas? Dulkemis, laikrodziais, zmonemis.
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Ray Bradbury |
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Bez dosok i gvozdei dom ne postroish', i esli ne khochesh', chtoby dom byl postroen, spriach' doski i gvozdi. Esli ne khochesh', chtoby chelovek rasstraivalsia iz-za politiki, ne davai emu vozmozhnosti videt' obe storony voprosa. Pust' vidit tol'ko odnu, a eshche luchshe -- ni odnoi.
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Ray Bradbury |
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En tanto que la mayoria de la poblacion no ande por ahi recitando la Carta Magna y la Constitucion, no hay peligro.
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