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| c3cf5e0 | There are three phrases that make possible the world of writing about the world of not-yet (you can call it science fiction or speculative fiction; you can call it anything you wish) and they are simple phrases: What if . . . ? If only . . . If this goes on | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 3c67b1f | I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they're going. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 64a0422 | Khiliada litra chai i petstotin biskviti stigat za edno priiatelstvo. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 13f95c5 | And when the war's over, someday, some year, the books can be written again, the people will be called in, one by one, to recite what they know and we'll set it up in type until another Dark Age, when we might have to do the whole damn thing over again. But that's 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 doing. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 880da0a | If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides of a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. Let him forget that their is such a thing as war. If the government if inefficient, top-heavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. | political | Ray Bradbury | |
| 80f164b | They knew how to live with nature and get along with nature. They didn't try too hard to be all men and no animal. That's the mistake we made when Darwin showed up. We embraced him and Huxley and Freud, all smiles. And then we discovered that Darwin and our religions didn't mix. Or at least we didn't think they did. We were fools. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 7d171ef | It doesn't matter if being so alive kills a man; it's better to have the quick fever every time. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 7d3a3de | Who said childhood was the best time of life? When in reality it was the most terrible, the most merciless era, the barbaric time when there were no police to protect you, only parents preoccupied with themselves and their taller world. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 675153e | They began by controlling books of cartoons and then detective 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. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 0baecaf | The more pores, the more truthfully recorded details of life per square inch you can get on a sheet of paper, the more 'literary' you are. That's my definition anyway. Telling detail. Fresh detail. The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f0f94a2 | Lilacs on a bush are better than orchids. And dandelions and devil grass are better! Why? Because they bend you over and turn you away from all the people and the town for a little while and sweat you and get you down where you remember you got a nose again. And when you're all to yourself that way, you're really yourself for a little while; you get to thinking things through, alone. Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher... | philosopy | Ray Bradbury | |
| 0f0e42b | This was all he wanted now. Some sign that the immense world would accept him and give him the long time needed to think all the things that must be thought. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 24e23af | Garret? -llamo Stendahl en voz baja. Garret callo-. ?Sabe usted por que le hago esto? Porque quemo los libros del senor Poe sin haberlos leido. Le basto la opinion de los demas. Si hubiera leido los libros, habria adivinado lo que yo le iba a hacer, cuando bajamos hace un momento. La ignorancia es fatal, senor Garret. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 71a4508 | The Official was bending over his desk, staring at the sergeant. "May I ask you a question?" "Yes." "Have you ever thought you were Christ?" "I can't say that I have. But I have considered that God was good to me to let me find what I was looking for, if that's what you mean." | religion | Ray Bradbury | |
| 34b52bf | I'm antisocial,they say. I don't mix. It's so strange.I'm very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn't it? Social to me means talking to you about things like this." She rattled some chestnuts that had fallen off the tree in the front yard. "Or taking about how strange the world is. Being with people is nice." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| c67510c | Somewherein him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with anightlike thisso the sadness could not hurt. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| eb03034 | Let the war turn off the families. Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 55a3d47 | The girl who had known the weather and never been burnt by fireflies, the girl who had known what dandelions meant rubbed off on your chin. Then, she would be gone. | gone montag | Ray Bradbury | |
| 2057662 | Maybe I don't have enough to do. Maybe I have time to think too much. Why don't we shut the whole house off for a few days and take a vacation? | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d519976 | The old man would go on with this talking and this talking, drop by drop, stone by stone, flake by flake. His mind would well over at last and he would not be Montag any more, this the old man told him, assured him, promised him. He would be Montag-plus-Faber, fire plus water, and then, one day, after everything had mixed and simmered and worked away in silence, there would be neither fire nor water, but wine. Out of two separate and opposi.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 22a8532 | He balanced in space with the book in his sweating cold fingers. | space sweat | Ray Bradbury | |
| 573a6bd | Empty the theaters save for clowns and furnish the rooms with glass walls and pretty colors running up and down the walls like confetti or blood or sherry or sauterne. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| b4cbde3 | Mrazia rimlianite s tiakhnoto status quo -- kazvashe toi. -- Nap'lni ochite si s chudesa, zhivei kato che li shche umresh sled deset sekundi. Opoznai sveta. Toi e po-fantastichen, otkolkoto vsiaka izfabrikuvana mechta, za koiato si davash parite. Ne iskai garantsii, ne iskai sigurnost -- takiva neshcha svet't ne poznava. I ako gi imashe, te bikha prilichali na golemiia lenivets, koito den sled den visi nadolu s glavata ot klona na niakoe d'.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 6da0282 | That's all science fiction was ever about. Hating the way things are, wanting to make things different. | difference science-fiction | Ray Bradbury | |
| 3d9af6e | The Animal does not question lif. It lives. It's very reason for living is life; it enjoys and relishes life. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f4a8a02 | If only someone else's flesh and brain and memory. If only they could have taken her mind along to the dry cleaner's and emptied the pockets and steamed and cleansed it and reblocked it and brought it back in the morning. If only... | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 9ffae2b | But that was another Mildred so deep inside this one, and so bothered, really bothered, that the two women had never met. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f79eefd | After all, when we had all the books we needed, we still insisted on finding the highest cliff to jump off. But we do need a breather. We do need knowledge. And perhaps in a thousand years we might pick smaller cliffs to jump off. Books | Ray Bradbury | ||
| c688df6 | It's a lot of funnels and a lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d7ed884 | A woman's voice answered, "Hello?" Walter cried back at her, "Hello, oh Lord, hello!" "This is a recording," recited the woman's voice. "Miss Helen Arasumian is not home. Will you leave a message on the wire spool so she may call you when she returns? Hello? This is a recording. Miss Helen Arasumian is not home. Will you leave a message -" He hung up. He sat with his mouth twitching. On second thought he redialed that number. "When Miss Hel.. | humor loneliness | Ray Bradbury | |
| 9e57ee6 | Over the years, they had destroyed all of him, removing hands, arms, and legs and leaving him with substitutes as delicate and useless as chess pieces. And now they were tampering with something more intangible--the memory; they were trying to cut the wires which led back into another year. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 7205524 | Then, in the twentieth century, speed up your camera. Books cut shorter. Condensations, Digests, Tabloids. Everything boils down to the gag, the snap ending. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 5be623e | Going away from the people who ate shadows for breakfast and steam for lunch and vapors for dinner. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 9709ee8 | You can't build a house without nails and wood. If you don't want a house built, hide the nails and wood. If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. Let him forget there is such a thing as war. If the government is inefficient, top-heavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests t.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| e62cab0 | I would not see our candle blown out in the wind. It is a small thing, this dear gift of life handed us mysteriously out of immensity. I would not have that gift expire... If I seem to be beating a dead horse again and again, I must protest: No! I am beating, again and again, living man to keep him awake and move his limbs and jump his mind... What's the use of looking at Mars through a telescope, sitting on panels, writing books, if it isn.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 2d7340a | She had a very thin face like the dial of a small clock seen faintly in a dark room in the middle of a night when you waken to see the time and see the clock telling you the hour and the minute and the second, with a white silence and a glowing, all certainty and knowing what it has to tell of the night passing swiftly on toward further darknesses, but moving also toward a new sun. | clock | Ray Bradbury | |
| a7afcb0 | In the dim, wavering light, a page hung open and it was like a snowy feather, the words delicately painted thereon. In all the rush and fervor, Montag had only an instant to read a line, but it blazed in his mind for the next minute as if stamped there with fiery steel. | power-of-words | Ray Bradbury | |
| 34890ac | He was looking for a brightness, a resolve, a triumph over tomorrow that hardly seemed to be there. Perhaps he had expected their faces to burn and glitter with the knowledge they carried, to glow as lanterns glow, with the light in them...They weren't at all certain that the things they carried in their heads might make every future dawn glow with a purer light, they were sure of nothing save that the books were on file behind their quiet .. | purity reality | Ray Bradbury | |
| dd686bc | You've got to jump off cliffs and build your wings on the way down. --Ray Bradbury | Ellery Adams | ||
| 4f1b8c4 | Triabva da se nauchish kak da ne se vkopchvash, predi da se nauchish kak da pridobivash. Zhivot't triabva da b'de dokosvan, a ne udushavan. Triabva da se otpusnesh, poniakoga da ostaviash neshchata da se sluchvat, a drug p't da se dvizhish zaedno s tiakh. S'shcho kato s lodkite. Podd'rzhash motora vkliuchen, za da ia nasochvash po techenieto. I kogato chuesh shuma na vodopada vse po-blizo, raztrebvash v lodkata, slagash si nai-khubavata sha.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 1a50a32 | You don't stay for nothing. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8018719 | I'm afraid of children my own age. They kill each other. Did it always use to be that way? My uncle says no. Six of my friends have been shot in the last year alone. Ten of them died in car wrecks. I'm afraid of them and they don't like me because I'm afraid. My uncle says his grandfather remembered when children didn't kill each other. But that was a long time ago when they had things different. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| b7aa277 | Ei bine, in definitiv, traim in epoca materialelor de unica folosinta. Omul de azi e ca un servetel de hartie. Iti sufli nasul pe cineva, faci haina cocolos si o arunci la toaleta, te duci la altul, sufli, faci cocolos, arunci. Fiecare foloseste poalele hainei altcuiva. Cum sa fii suporterul unei echipe locale cand nu cunoaste nici programul meciurilor si nici numele jucatorilor? Apropo, ce culoare de tricouri poarta cand ies pe teren? | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 98d154f | This morning, Ray Bradbury is dead and there is only soy milk at my coffee shop. I do not know which to be more sad about, that my body and I are suddenly uncomfortable or that a man I have never met, far away, has stopped breathing. My heartbeat will end one day. It is a miracle it's lasted this long, not because I have wished it otherwise, but because my car keeps overheating. My car is huge compared to my heart. A writing prompt.. | Lewis Mundt |