[He] was always here to offer cups of good clear Walden Pond, or shout down the deep well of Shakespeare and listen, with satisfaction, for echoes. Here the lion and the hartebeest lay together, here...
You’ll find out it’s little savors and little things that count more than big ones. A walk on a spring morning is better than an eighty-mile ride in a hopped-up car, you know why? Because it’s full of...
You're out there, Lespere. It's all over. It's just as if it had never happened, isn't it?No.When anything's over, it's just like it never happened. Where's your life any better than mine, now? Now is...
You see? Granger turned to Montag. Grandfather's been dead for all these years, but if you lifted my skull, by God, in the convolutions of my brain you'd find the big ridges of his thumbprint. He touc...
You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
You just won't admit you like crying, too. You cry just so long and everything's fine. And there's your happy ending. And you're ready to go back out and walk around with folks again. And it's the sta...
You don’t ask a dream if it is real, or you wake up.
You don't know what it is. Every time I'm out there I think, 'If I ever get back to Earth I'll stay there; I'll never go out again.' But I go out, and I guess I'll always go out.
You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture
You are all there, the people in the city. I can't believe I was ever among you. When you are away from a city it becomes a fantasy. Any town, New York, Chicago, with its people, becomes improbable wi...
Y por último, si le sirve de algo, recuérdeme como un neurótico que enloqueció un día de verano y que nunca recobró la razón. Así será más fácil para usted.
Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears...
Whirl man's mind around about so fast under the pumping hands of publishers, exploiters, broadcasters that the centrifuge flings off all unnecessary, time-wasting thought!
Where strangers scanned each other's faces and found yesterday's sunrise instead of tomorrow's midnight.
Where are my two precious human books so I may turn their pages, aye?
Whenever I am very happy or very sad or very embarrassed, I cram my mouth with sweets and litter the breezeway with discards.Когда я очень счастлив, или очень огорчен, или смущен, я всегда набиваю рот...
When they give you lined paper, write the other way.
When rivers flooded, when fire fell from the sky, what a fine place the library was, the many rooms, the books. With luck, no one found you. How could they!--when you were off to Tanganyika in '98, Ca...
When I reread it as a teenager, Fahrenheit 451 had become a book about independence, about thinking for yourself. It was about treasuring books and the dissent inside the covers of books. It was about...
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 s...