Ray Bradbury Quotes

Anh nằm ngửa mà trôi khi chiếc va li đầy nước và chìm; dòng sông dịu và thư thả, rời xa khỏi những người ăn sáng bằng những cái bóng, ăn trưa bằng hơi nước và ăn tối bằng khói. Dòng sông rất thực; nó...

As Samuel Spaulding, Esquire, once said, 'Dig in the earth, delve in the soul.' Spin those mower blades, Bill, and walk in the spray of the Fountain of Youth. End of lecture. Besides, a mess of dandel...

Ask me, then, if I believe in the spirit of the things as they were used, and I'll say yes. They're all here. All the things which had uses. All the mountains which had names. And we'll never be able...

Belki bin yıl içinde atlamak için daha küçük uçurumlar seçeriz.

Bir adama birkaç dize şiir ver, sonunda kendini yaratılmışların efendisi sansın...

Boy, said the old man at last, in five years, how would you like a job selling shoes in this emporium?Gosh, thanks, Mr. Sanderson, but I don't know what I'm going to be yet.Anything you want to be son...

But are we strong enough? wondered Blackwood. How strong is strong? They won’t be prepared for us, at least. They haven’t the imagination. Those clean young rocket men with their antiseptic bloomers a...

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...

But remember that the Captain belongs to the most dangerous enemy of truth and freedom, the solid unmoving cattle of the majority. Oh, God, the terrible tyranny of the majority.

But remember that the Captain belongs to the most dangerous enemy to truth and freedom, the solid unmoving cattle of the majority. Oh, God, the terrible tyranny of the majority.

But this was like old movies, the silent theater haunted with black-and-white ghosts, silvery mouths opening to let moonlight smoke out, gestures made in silence so hushed you could hear the wind fizz...

But what is shape? Only a cup for the blazing soul that God provides us all.

But, stop and think. What does the word ‘witch’ truly mean? Why— said Tom, and was stymied. Wits, said Moundshroud. Intelligence. That’s all it means. Knowledge. So any man, or woman, with half a brai...

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.   So vague, yet so immense. He did not want to live with it. Yet he knew that, during this night, unless he lived with it very well, he m...

By the time I was forty my blunt instrument had been honed to a fine cutting point for me.

C'era come un odore di Tempo, Nell'aria della notte. Tomàs sorrise all'idea, continuando a rimuginarla. Era una strana idea. E che odore aveva il Tempo, poi? Odorava di polvere, di orologi e di gente....

Can’t you recognize the human in the inhuman?’ ‘I’d much rather recognize the inhuman in the human.

Clarisse would have ignored him if it were not for the fact that as she passed, he took something long, white and oddly familiar from his coat and proceeded to chew on it, as on a peppermint stick. It...

Coloured people don't like . Burn it. White people don't feel good about . Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer of the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn the book.

Coloured 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...