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| 19ba9bd | 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 | ||
| b416d89 | I been figuring, what to put in. Motion pictures? Radios? Stereoscopic viewers? All those in one place so any man can run his hand over it and smile and say, 'Yes, sir, that's happiness. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 596fb03 | When you strip all the clothes away and the doodads, you have two human beings who were either happy or unhappy | Ray Bradbury | ||
| ab82c38 | When you strip all the clothes away and the doodads, you have two human beings who were either happy or unhappy together, and we have no complaints. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 915e66a | They read the long afternoon through, while the cold November rain fell from the sky upon the quiet house. They sat in the hall because the parlor was so empty and gray-looking | Ray Bradbury | ||
| c53b92b | How strange the popsicle, the vanilla night, the night of close-packed ice cream, of mosquito-lotioned wrists, the night of running children suddenly veered from their games and put away behind glass, behind wood, the popsicles in melting puddles of lime and strawberry where they fell when the children were scooped indoors. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 4fcd749 | This will be the one trip of your life. Keep your eyes wide. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 542a2e4 | And the sun goes on, day after day, burning and burning. The sun and time. The sun and time and burning. Burning. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d70d12e | 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 as thing as war. If the Government is inefficient, top-heavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| ef0b020 | Fiction is a lie that tells us true things, over and over. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| e439400 | Books were only one type of recepticle 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 books say, how they stitches the patches of the universe together into one garment for us. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d320307 | You have to know how to accept rejection and reject acceptance. -- RAY BRADBURY | Stephanie Pearl-McPhee | ||
| 0780ec5 |
Nabivaite liudiam golovy tsiframi, nachiniaite ikh bezobidnymi faktami, poka ikh ne zatoshnit, nichego, zato im budet kazat'sia, chto oni ochen' obrazovannye. U nikh dazhe budet vpechatlenie, chto oni mysliat, chto oni dvizhutsia vpered, khot' na samom dele oni stoiat na meste. I liudi budut schastlivy, ibo < |
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| 9e9a62b | In the attic where the rain touched the roof softly on spring days and where you could feel the mantle of snow outside, a few inches away, on December nights, A Thousand Times Great Grandmere existed. She did not live, nor was she eternally dead, she ... existed. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 0f8d3a3 | If this goes on, all communication everywhere will be through text messages or computers, and direct speech between two people, without a machine, will be outlawed.) | Ray Bradbury | ||
| ad20da5 | The cat came first, in order to be absolute first. It arrived when all the cribs and closets and cellar bins and attic hang-spaces still needed October wings, autumn breathings, and fiery eyes. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 3cda804 | He realized that all men were like this; that each person was to himself one alone. // In this instant it was an individual problem seeking an individual solution. He must accept being alone and work on from there. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| d40fb36 | So it must seem. Good to evil seems evil. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 89a96a4 | Marriage made people old and familiar, while still young. She | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 34872b9 | But why, Mr. Stendahl, why all this? What obsessed you?" "Bureaucracy, Mr. Garrett. But I haven't time to explain. The government will discover soon enough." He nodded to the ape. "All right. Now." The ape killed Mr. Garrett." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 460a13e | AT DAWN, a juggernaut of thunder wheeled over the stony heavens in a spark-throwing tumult. Rain fell softly on town cupolas, chuckled from rainspouts, and spoke in strange subterranean tongues beneath the windows where Jim and Will knew fitful dreams, slipping out of one, trying another for size, but finding all cut from the same dark, mouldered cloth. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 86fce76 | Vsichko sega tr'gva v obraten red. Kato na niakoi sutreshni kinoprozhektsii, kogato geroiat izskacha ot vodata v'rkhu tramplina. Shchom doide septemvri, zatvariat se prozortsite, dotogava otvoreni, s'buvat se gumenkite, nakhluzvat se tezhkite obuvki, izkhluzeni prez minaliia iuni. Khorata si vlizat po domovete kato kukuvitsi v chasovnik. Dopredi mig verandite sa p'lni, na vsiaka sa se skupchili po triiset dushi. V sledvashchiia vratite se z.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| e60108a | Why live? Life was its own answer. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| afd2871 | I blundered into creativity as blindly as any child learning to walk and see. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 943ad9a | Not about mean old nasty Mars, I tell you, mister! It's your type that is going to boil for years, and suffer and break out in black pimples and be tortured----" "I must admit Earth isn't very nice. You've described it beautifully." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 4e16782 | His heart cringed from the fanning motion of ribs like pale spiders crouched and fiddling with their prey. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| b67229b | Teper' vam poniatno, - prodolzhal Faber, - pochemu knigi vyzyvaiut takuiu nenavist', pochemu ikh tak boiatsia? Oni pokazyvaiut nam pory na litse zhizni. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 854a1ee | In your life, did you know enthusiasm?' If the answer is yes you enter the sky. If no, you fall to burn in the pit. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 23ed85f | right now I feel like I just ate a cold snail raw. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| aa1c7fe | But most of all," she said, "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 | ||
| bf7df73 | The word on the jar was RELISH. And he was glad he had decided to live. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| a54eeab | What did you give to the city, Montag? Ashes. What did the others give to each other? Nothingness. | life | Ray Bradbury | |
| 097c965 | Is Death important? No. Everything that happens before Death is what counts. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| da51bcc | m 'ndr 'n t'khdh wjwh 'uns akhryn shyy'an mnk ltrmy `lyk mn jdyd mlmHk lkhS@ w'`mq m fy bTnk mn 'fkrin mtrjrj@ | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8e9e6ab | Learning to | Ray Bradbury | ||
| c757f7e | We went right on insulting the dead. We went right on spitting on the graves of all the poor ones who died before us...and some day we'll remember so much that we'll build the biggest Goddamn steam-shovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in and cover it up | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8fdfdd7 | Where do we go from here? Would books help us?" "Only if the third necessary thing could be given us. Number one, as I said, quality of information. Number two: leisure to digest it. And number three: the right to carry out actions based on what we learn from the interaction of the first two." | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 8dc514e | We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. ~Ray Bradbury | Autumn Doughton | ||
| 6649ef7 | As a final note, in these days when we worry and we argue about whether ebooks are real books, I love how broad Ray Bradbury's definition of a book is at the end, when he points out that we should not judge our books by their covers, and that some books exist between covers that are perfectly people-shaped.) | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 11a19e2 | More sports for everyone, group spirit, fun, and you don't have to think, eh? Organize and organize and super organize super-super sports. More cartoons in books. More pictures. The mind drinks less and less. Impatience. Highways full of crowds going somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, nowhere. The gasoline refugee. Towns turn into motels, people in nomadic surges from place to place, following the moon tides, living tonight in the room where .. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 95979a1 | Colored people don't like Little Black Sambo. Burn it. White people don't feel good about Uncle Tom's Cabin. Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer of the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn the book. Serenity, Montag. Peace, Montag. Take your fight outside. Better yet, into the incinerator. Funerals are unhappy and pagan? Eliminate them, too. Five minutes after a person is dead he's on his way to the Big Flue, th.. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 20c5ec1 | The bombers crossed the sky and crossed the sky over the house, gasping, murmuring, whistling like an immense, invisible fan, circling in emptiness. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 10875a7 | And right now he and Douglas were hiking out beyond town on another warm and marble-round day, the sky blue blown-glass reaching high, the creeks bright with mirror waters fanning over white stones. It was a day as perfect as the flame of a candle. | Ray Bradbury | ||
| 67fd5be | Once the bomb release was yanked, it was finished. Now, a full three seconds, all of the time in history, before the bombs struck, the enemy ships themselves were gone half around the visible world, like bullets in which a savage islander might not believe because they were invisible; yet the heart is suddenly shattered, the body falls in separate motions, and the blood is astonished to be freed on the air; the brain squanders its few preci.. | Ray Bradbury |