Ray Bradbury Quote
Tom, said Douglas, just promise me one thing, okay? It's a promise. What? You may be my brother and maybe I hate you sometimes, but stick around, all right? You mean you'll let me follow you and the older guys when you go on hikes? Well . . . sure . . . even that. What I mean is, don't go away, huh? Don't let any cars run over you or fall of a cliff. I should say not! Whatta you think I am, anyway? 'Cause if worst comes to worst, and both of us are real old--say forty or forty-five some day-- we can own a gold mine out West and sit there smoking corn silk and growing bears. Growing beards! Boy! Like I say, you stick around and don't let nothing happen.You can depend on me, said Tom. It's not you I worry about, said Douglas. It's the way God runs the world. Tom thought about this for a moment. He's all right, Doug, said Tom. He tries.
Tom, said Douglas, just promise me one thing, okay? It's a promise. What? You may be my brother and maybe I hate you sometimes, but stick around, all right? You mean you'll let me follow you and the older guys when you go on hikes? Well . . . sure . . . even that. What I mean is, don't go away, huh? Don't let any cars run over you or fall of a cliff. I should say not! Whatta you think I am, anyway? 'Cause if worst comes to worst, and both of us are real old--say forty or forty-five some day-- we can own a gold mine out West and sit there smoking corn silk and growing bears. Growing beards! Boy! Like I say, you stick around and don't let nothing happen.You can depend on me, said Tom. It's not you I worry about, said Douglas. It's the way God runs the world. Tom thought about this for a moment. He's all right, Doug, said Tom. He tries.