Ray Bradbury (Ray Douglas Bradbury) Quotes
Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road, flew Cecy. Invisible as new spring winds, fresh as the breath of clover rising from twilight fields, she flew.
Ray Bradbury
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Unfortunately, the rights to 'System Shock' trademark and copyright are both up in the air.
Warren Spector
In our sun-down perambulations, of late, through the outer parts of Brooklyn, we have observed several parties of youngsters playing 'base', a certain game of ball ... Let us go forth awhile, and get better air in our lungs. Let us leave our close rooms ... the game of ball is glorious.
Walt Whitman
Calm was the day, and through the trembling air Sweet-breathing Zephyrus did softly play- A gentle spirit, that lightly did delay Hot Titan's beams, which then did glister fair
Edmund Spenser
It must be visible or invisible, Invisible or visible or both: A seeing and unseeing in the eye.The weather and the giant of the weather, Say the weather, the mere weather, the mere air: An abstraction blooded, as a man by thought.
Wallace Stevens
The spirit of the South Atlantic was the spirit of Britain at her best. It has been said that we surprised the world, that British patriotism was rediscovered in those spring days. Mr. President, it was never really lost.
Margaret Thatcher
If you have a bad experience on the air, you don't think you've done your job, or you have an embarrassing moment. I guarantee you'll work harder the next time not to let it happen again.
Matt Lauer
No atomic physicist has to worry, people will always want to kill other people on a mass scale. Sure, he's got the fridge full of sausages and spring water.
William S. Burroughs
When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I look at is the checking account report from the day before. I love checking accounts. I dream about them.
John Stumpf
Hey, you know something people? I'm not black,But there's a whole lots a times I wish I could say I'm not white.
Frank Zappa
Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road, flew Cecy. Invisible as new spring winds, fresh as the breath of clover rising from twilight fields, she flew.
Ray Bradbury