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Ray Bradbury Quotes - Page 19

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Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadows are always longer.

Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadows are always longer.

Running, Men, Shadow

Ray Bradbury (1980). “The Stories of Ray Bradbury”, Alfred a Knopf Incorporated

I'm not anyone, I'm just myself; whatever I am, I am something, and now I'm something you can't help.

Helping, Martian Chronicles

When I was a young writer if you went to a party and told somebody you were a science-fiction writer you would be insulted. They would call you Flash Gordon all evening, or Buck Rogers.

Party, Evening, Young Writers

A single face turned upward toward all Time One flesh, one ecstasy, one peace.

Time, Flesh, Faces

Ray Bradbury (1973). “When elephants last in the dooryard bloomed: celebrations for almost any day in the year”, Alfred A. Knopf

Hello!" He said hello and then said, "What are you up to now?" "I'm still crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it. "I don't think I'd like that," he said. "You might if you tried." "I never have." She licked her lips. "Rain even tastes good." "What do you do, go around trying everything once?" he asked. "Sometimes twice.

Crazy, Rain, Thinking

Ray Bradbury (2015). “Ray Bradbury 3-Book Collection: Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated Man”, p.30, HarperCollins UK

It is good to renew one's wonder, said the philosopher. Space travel has again made children of us all.

Children, Space, Philosopher

Ray Bradbury (2013). “The Martian Chronicles”, p.7, Harper Collins

How many times can a man go down and still be alive?

Men, Alive, Down And

Ray Bradbury (2016). “Fahrenheit 451”, p.63, Hamilton Books

Way out in the country tonight he could smell the pumpkins ripening toward the knife and the triangle eye and the singeing candle.

Country, Eye, Knives

He glanced back at the wall. How like a mirror, too, her face. Impossible; for how many people did you know who reflected your own light to you? People were more often--he searched for a simile, found one in his work--torches, blazing away until they whiffed out. How rarely did other people's faces take of you and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought?

Wall, Mirrors, Light

But most of all, 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 are going. Sometimes I even go to Fun parks and ride in the jet cars when they race on the edge of town at midnight and the police don't care as long as they're insured. As long as everyone has ten thousand insurance everyone's happy. Sometimes I sneak around and listen in subways. Or I listen at soda fountains, and do you know what? People don't talk about anything.

Fun, Race, Long

Somewhere in him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with a night like this so the sadness could not hurt

Running, Hurt, Sadness

Ray Bradbury (2013). “Something Wicked This Way Comes”, p.17, Harper Collins

We have everything we need to be happy but we aren't happy. Something is missing... It is not books you need, it's some of the things that are in books. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.

Book, Missing, Magic

Do you know that books smell like nutmeg or some spice from a foreign land? I loved to smell them when I was a boy. Lord, there were a lot of lovely books once, before we let them go.

Book, Boys, Land

FaceBook post by Ray Bradbury from Jun 27, 2014

I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.

Long, Want, Enough

Ray Bradbury (2016). “Fahrenheit 451”, p.39, Hamilton Books

Love what you do and do what you love.

What You Love

All you umpires, back to the bleachers. Referees, hit the showers. It's my game. I pitch, I hit, I catch. I run the bases. At sunset, I've won or lost. At sunrise, I'm out again, giving it the old try.

Running, Sunset, Games

Ray Bradbury (1990). “Fahrenheit 451: Curriculum Unit”

I'm numb and I'm tired. Too much has happened today. I feel as if I'd been out in a pounding rain for forty-eight hours without an umbrella or a coat. I'm soaked to the skin with emotion.

Rain, Tired, Eight

Ray Bradbury (2012). “The Martian Chronicles”, p.58, Simon and Schuster

I never went to college, so I went to the library.

College, Library

"Ray Bradbury and the fever of inspiration" by Dan Gillmor, www.theguardian.com. June 6, 2012.

I think we're doing a dreadful job of educating.

Jobs, Thinking

"Ray Bradbury: 'It's Lack That Gives Us Inspiration'". "Fresh Air" with Terry Gross, kalw.org. June 8, 2012.

Poetry expands the senses and keeps them in prime condition. It keeps you aware of your nose, your eye, your ear, your tongue, your hand.

Eye, Hands, Noses

I was one of Them: the Strange Ones. The Funny People. The Odd Tribes of autograph collectors and photographers. The Ones who waited through long days and nights, who used other people's dreams for their lives.

Dream, Night, Long

If you're living in your time, you cannot help but to write about the things that are important.

Writing, Important, Helping

What do you do, go around trying everything once?' he asked. 'Sometimes twice.

Trying Everything, Trying, Sometimes

Ray Bradbury (2016). “Fahrenheit 451”, p.9, Hamilton Books

Those women like to see their tongues dance.

Tongue

Ray Bradbury (2013). “Bradbury Stories: 100 of His Most Celebrated Tales”, p.2, Harper Collins

You don't organize metaphors . . . you explode them.

Metaphor, Organize

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