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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| baaf188 | The first thing you learn in life is you're a fool. The last thing you learn in life is you're the same fool. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 491641a | Teachers say if you write a story you must never name what you're trying to write. Just do it. When it's over you'll know what you've done. | writing | Ray Bradbury | |
| 4adc2c2 | Heredity and environment are funny things. You can't rid yourselves of all the odd ducks in just a few years. The home environment can undo a lot you try to do at school. That's why we've lowered the kindergarten age year after year until now we're almost snatching them from the cradle. We had some false alarms on the McClellans, when they lived in Chicago. Never found a book. Uncle had a mixed record; antisocial. The girl? She was a time b.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 22035fc | Across the street and down the way the other houses stood with their flat fronts. What was it Clarisse had said one afternoon? "No front porches. My uncle says there used to be front porches. And people sat there sometimes at night, talking when they wanted to talk, rocking, and not talking when they didn't want to talk. Sometimes they just sat there and thought about things, turned things over. My uncle says the architects got rid of the f.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 354c78e | Her face was slender and milk-white, and in it was a kind of gentle hunger that touched over everything with tireless curiosity. It was a look, almost, of pale surprise; the dark eyes were so fixed to the world that no moved escaped them. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 992c4cb | And a last thought from Tom: O Mr. Moundshroud, will we EVER stop being afraid of nights and death? And the thought returned: When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself will die. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8badca4 | Edin zdrav noshchen s'n, edin zdrav desetminuten rev, edin dvoen shokoladov sladoled, ili trite zaedno sa idealno lekarstvo, D'g. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| aaf5e98 | He felt as if he had left the great seance and all the murmuring ghosts. He was moving from an unreality that was frightening into a reality that was unreal because it was new. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 49bb26a | See, boys?" Moundshroud's face flickered with the fire. "The days of the Long Cold are done. Because of this one brave, new-thinking man, summer lives in the winter cave." "But?" said Tom. "What's that got to do with Halloween?" "Do? Why, blast my bones, everything. When you and your friends die every day, there's no time to think of Death, is there? Only time to run. But when you stop running at long last--" He touched the walls. The apeme.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 02ea60b | We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at least one which makes the heart run over. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| e4eae0e | Science ran too far ahead of us too quickly, and the people got lost in a mechanical wilderness, like children making over pretty things, gadgets, helicopters, rockets; emphasizing the wrong items, emphasizing machines instead of how to run the machines. Wars got bigger and bigger and finally killed Earth. That | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f6a9e9b | My cowardice is such of passion, complimenting the revolutionary spirit that lives in its shadow. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| c3f2cba | Amoebas cannot sin because they reproduce by fission. They do not covet wives or murder each other. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 708c64d | Off hours, yes. But time to think? If you're not driving a hundred miles an hour, at a clip where you can't think of anything else but the danger, then you're playing some game or sitting in some room where you can't argue with the four-wall televisor. Why? The televisor is 'real.' It is immediate, it has dimension. It tells you what to think and blasts it in. It must be right. It seems so right. It rushes you on so quickly to its own concl.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| e91256a | And Quell asked, 'Ah, but what is nature?' Socrates answered, sparks showering, 'God surprising himself with odd miracles of flesh. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8f59102 | You really expect answers to your calling when you are young. You feel that whatever you may think can be real. And some times maybe that is not so wrong. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 668efc5 | And because they had mass, they became simpler," said Beatty. "Once, books appealed to a few people, here, there, everywhere. They could afford to be different. The world was roomy. But then the world got full of eyes and elbows and mouths. Double, triple, quadruple population. Films and radios, magazines, books leveled down to a sort of paste pudding norm, do you follow me?" "I think so." Beatty peered at the smoke pattern he had put out o.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 79d47ff | All the time he had been talking his hands had wandered over the Illustrations, as if to adjust their frames, to brush away dust- the motions of a connoisseur, an art patron. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 120f5fc | What more easily explained and natural? 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. Surely you remember the boy in your own school class who was exceptionally 'bright,' did most of the reciting and answer.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| e535e4a | When I hit the atmosphere, I'll burn like a meteor. "I wonder," he said, "if anyone'll see me?" The small boy on a country road looked up and screamed. "Look, Mom, look! A falling star!" The blazing white star fell down the sky of dusk in Illinois. "Make a wish," said his mother. "Make a wish." -- | Ray Bradbury | ||
| bc77512 | My uncle says the architects got rid of the front porches because they didn't look well. But my uncle says that was merely rationalizing it; the real reason, hidden underneath, might be they didn't want people sitting like that, doing nothing, rocking, talking; that was the wrong kind of social life. People talked too much. And they had time to think. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 625172c | The ideas will follow me. When they're off-guard, and ready to be born, I'll turn around and grab them. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| b1be0df | But what is shape? Only a cup for the blazing soul that God provides us all. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d801fd4 | The voice clock mourned out the cold hour of a cold morning of a still colder year. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 38e8c79 | From now on I hope always to stay alert, to educate myself as best I can. But, lacking this, in future I will relaxedly turn back to my secret mind to see what it has observed when I thought I was sitting this one out. We never sit anything out. We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. M | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 57b5f19 | How long he stood he did not know, but there was a foolish and yet delicious sense of knowing himself as an animal come from the forest, drawn by the fire. He was a thing of brush and liquid eye, of fur and muzzle and hoof, he was a thing of horn and blood that would smell like autumn if you bled it out on the ground. He stood a long time, listening to the warm crackle of the flames. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 99cbd31 | They were all alone. Their voices had died like echoes of the words of God spoken and vibrating in the shared deep. | god | Ray Bradbury | |
| cec19e5 | The Lord is not serious. In fact, it is a little hard to know just what else He is except loving. And love has to do with humor, doesn't it? For you cannot love someone unless you can put up with him, can you? | humor love | Ray Bradbury | |
| bd31a03 | Fantasy? That's for the Fire Birds. Fantasy, even when it takes science-fictional forms, which it often does, is dangerous. It is escapist. It is daydreaming. It has nothing to do with the world and the world's problems. So said the snobs who did not know themselves as snobs. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 53c2039 | In real life, as we know, the failure to relax a particular tension can lead to madness. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 4310c06 | And fiction gives us empathy: it puts us inside the minds of other people, gives us the gift of seeing the world through their eyes. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f56dd5f | Write a short story every week. It's not possible to write 52 bad stories in a row." ~ Ray Bradbury" | S.J. Scott | ||
| 70be467 | Mr. Montag, you are looking at a coward. I saw the way things were going, a long time back. I said nothing. I'm one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to theguilty,' but I did not speak and thus became guilty myself. | protest society stand-up wrong | Ray Bradbury | |
| af1eecc | Ask no guarantees, ask for no security, there never was such an animal.And if there were, it would be related to the great sloth which hangs upside down in a tree all day, every day, sleeping its life away. | change dystopia realization world-view | Ray Bradbury | |
| 6cb309e | The Devil can cite Scripture for his purpose. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 3fdc50b | And on either side of the river was there a tree of life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every month; And the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. Yes, | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 99a2517 | War is a bad thing, but peace can be a living horror | living-horror peace ray-bradbury war | Ray Bradbury | |
| 7179a0e | Quietly she wished he might one day again spend as much time holding and touching her like a little harp as he did his incredible books. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 05c97a5 | Mildred driving a hundred miles an hour across town, he shouting at her and she shouting back and both trying to hear what was said, but hearing only the scream of the car. "At least keep it down to the minimum!" he yelled. "What?" she cried. "Keep it down to fifty-five, the minimum" he shouted. "The what?" she shrieked. "Speed!" he shouted. And she pushed it up to one hundred and five miles and tore the breath from his mouth." -- | Ray Bradbury | ||
| f721371 | I'm never going to own anything can hurt me. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 486e90c | 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. They believed in responsibility, my uncle says. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| ea41327 | You laugh when I haven't been funny and you answer right off. You never stop to think what I've asked you. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 5228bc6 | Was she conscious of her talent? Hardly. If asked about her cooking, Grandma would look down at her hands which some glorious instinct sent on journeys to be gloved in flour, or to plumb disencumbered turkeys, wrist-deep in search of their animal souls. Her gray eyes blinked from spectacles warped by forty years of oven blasts and blinded with strewing of pepper and sage, so she sometimes flung cornstarch over steaks, amazingly tender, succ.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 609545f | Que el mundo arda a traves de uno mismo. | Ray Bradbury |