Ray Bradbury (Ray Douglas Bradbury) Quotes
"Oh, ancient god, whatever your name," whispered Ahmed. "Help this lost son of a good father, this evil boy who meant no harm but slept in school, ran errands slowly, did not pray from his heart, ignored his mother, and did not hold his family in great esteem. For all this I know I must suffer. But here in the midst of silence, at the desert's heart, where even the wind knows not my name? Must I die so young? Am I to be forgotten without having been?"
Ray Bradbury
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Government has a legitimate function, but the private sector has one too, and it is superior. In other words, people are better than institutions.
Cal Thomas
Transparency and the rule of law will be the touchstones of this presidency.
Barack Obama
To be happy, one only must be able to confront, which is to say, experience, those things that are. Unhappiness is only this: the inability to confront that which is.
L. Ron Hubbard
Unfortunately there is nothing more inane than an Easter carol. It is a religious perversion of the activity of Spring in our blood.
Wallace Stevens
Clothes to me aren’t sexy. Like, a dress isn’t sexy. Maybe the girl who wears it is sexy.
Marc Jacobs
In God's family, there are no outsiders, no enemies.
Desmond Tutu
You always really have to remain consistent in your beliefs and philosophy.
Mark Messier
If my feet ever left the ground, my mother would soon put them back down.
Douglas Booth
So, can demonic spirits attach themselves to inanimate objects? The answer is yes. But I don't think every sweater you get from Goodwill has demons in it. But, in a sense, you're mother's just being super cautious, so hey, it isn't going to hurt you to rebuke any spirits that happen to have attached themselves to those clothes.
Pat Robertson
I've still got that little freedom part of me that wants to have a car that looks really sexy.
Patrice O'Neal
You know you're on stage being the life of the party and trying to get laughs, and then, in a lot of ways, you don't have anything to give once you give it to the people.
Artie Lange
"Oh, ancient god, whatever your name," whispered Ahmed. "Help this lost son of a good father, this evil boy who meant no harm but slept in school, ran errands slowly, did not pray from his heart, ignored his mother, and did not hold his family in great esteem. For all this I know I must suffer. But here in the midst of silence, at the desert's heart, where even the wind knows not my name? Must I die so young? Am I to be forgotten without having been?"
Ray Bradbury
