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Ray Bradbury Quotes - Page 13

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The women in my life have all been librarians, English teachers, or booksellers. If they couldn't speak pidgin Tolstoy, articulate Henry James, or give me directions to Usher and Ox, it was no go. I have always longed

The women in my life have all been librarians, English teachers, or booksellers. If they couldn't speak pidgin Tolstoy, articulate Henry James, or give me directions to Usher and Ox, it was no go. I have always longed for education, and pillow talk's the best.

Teacher, Giving, Speak

Foreword to "A Passion for Books" by Harold Rabinowitz and Rob Kaplan, 1999.

We are anthill men upon an anthill world.

Men, World

The wind outside nested in each tree, prowled the sidewalks in invisible treads like unseen cats. Tom Skelton shivered. Anyone could see that the wind was a special wind this night, and the darkness took on a special feel because it was All Hallows' Eve. Everything seemed cut from soft black velvet or gold or orange velvet. Smoke panted up out of a thousand chimneys like the plumes of funeral parades. From kitchen windows drifted two pumpkin smells: gourds being cut, pies being baked.

Cat, Cutting, Night

Zest. Gusto. How rarely one hears these words used. How rarely do we see people living, or for that matter, creating, by them. Yet if I were asked to name the most important items in a writer's make-up, the things that shape his material and rush him along the road he wants to go. I would only warn him to look to his zest, see to his gusto.

Names, Creating, Zest

The sun burnt every day. It burnt time.

Sun, Fireman, Fahrenheit 451 Book

"Fahrenheit 451" by Ray Bradbury, (p. 141), 1953.

But no man's a hero to himself.

Hero, Men

Ray Bradbury (1962). “Something wicked this way comes: a novel”, Bantam

These are all novels, all about people that never existed, the people that read them it makes them unhappy with their own lives. Makes them want to live in other ways they can never really be.

People, Unhappy, Want

"Fictional character: The Captain". "Fahrenheit 451", www.imdb.com. 1966.

Suddenly the day was gone, night came out from under each tree and spread.

Night, Tree, Gone

Ray Bradbury (2015). “The Halloween Tree”, p.10, Knopf Books for Young Readers

I spent three days a week for 10 years educating myself in the public library, and it's better than college.

Education, College, Years

No," said a voice, "the only thing wrong on a night like that is that there is a world and you must come back to it.

Night, Voice, World

Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe when it dies?

Life, Country, Rain

Ray Bradbury (2013). “Something Wicked This Way Comes”, p.8, Harper Collins

Have you ever watched the jet cars race on the boulevard?...I sometimes think drivers don’t know what grass is, or flowers, because they never see them slowly...If you showed a driver a green blur, Oh yes! He'd say, that’s grass! A pink blur! That’s a rose garden! White blurs are houses. Brown blurs are cows.

Flower, Garden, Thinking

We Earth Men have a talent for ruining big, beautiful things. The only reason we didn't set up hot-dog stands in the midst of the Egyptian temple of Karnak is because it was out of the way and served no large commercial purpose.

Beautiful, Dog, Men

Ray Bradbury (2012). “The Martian Chronicles”, p.71, Simon and Schuster

How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?

Numbness, Emptiness, Detachment

Ray Bradbury (2015). “Ray Bradbury 3-Book Collection: Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated Man”, p.48, HarperCollins UK

Thus through half-belief, we are often doomed to repeat that very past we should have learned from.

Past, Should Have, Half

My job is to help you fall in love.

Falling In Love, Jobs, Fall

Speech at Brown University, 1995.

Surprise is where creativity comes in.

Creativity, Surprise

A story should be like a river, flowing and never stopping, your readers passengers on a boat, whirling downstream through constantly refreshing and changing scemery.

Rivers, Stopping, Stories

Why go to a machine when you could go to a human being?

Machines, Humans, Human Beings

Don't talk about it; write.

Writing

The gods had gone away, and the ritual of the religion continued senselessly, uselessly.

Gone Away, Gone, Ritual

Ray Bradbury (2012). “The Martian Chronicles”, p.223, Simon and Schuster

Half the fun of the travel is the esthetic of lostness.

Inspirational, Travel, Fun

We must move into the universe. Mankind must save itself. We must escape the danger of war and politics. We must become astronauts and go out into the universe and discover the God in ourselves.

War, Moving, Astronaut

"Sci-fi legend Ray Bradbury on God, 'monsters and angels'" by John Blake, CNN: Living, August 02, 2010.

We were put here as witnesses to the miracle of life. We see the stars, and we want them. We are beholden to give back to the universe. If we make landfall on another star system, we become immortal.

Life, Stars, Giving

Speech to National School Board Association, 1995.

[His] library was a fine dark place bricked with books, so anything could happen there and always did. All you had to do was pull a book from the shelf and open it and suddenly the darkness was not so dark anymore.

Book, Dark, Library

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