Ray Bradbury (Ray Douglas Bradbury) Quotes
The huge round lunar clock was a gristmill. Shake down all the grains of Time—the big grains of centuries, and the small grains of years, and the tiny grains of hours and minutes—and the clock pulverized them, slid Time silently out in all directions in a fine pollen, carried by cold winds to blanket the town like dust, everywhere. Spores from that clock lodged in your flesh to wrinkle it, to grow bones to monstrous size, to burst feet from shoes like turnips. Oh, how that great machine…dispensed Time in blowing weathers.
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Under-representation of women and other inequality among researchers is a problem that will not solve itself as women acquire competence.
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I live in the moment, and I reflect later.
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We must assert to the Abrahamic people that we are the last extension of the Abrahamic religion... There is no such thing as an Islamic tribe.
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I really wanted to be a writer.
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I am a classic Star Trek fanatic. When I was a kid, my mom and I used to go to conventions.
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The emotive power of hummus all over the Middle East cannot be overstated, being the focus of some serious tribal rivalries.
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The triple is the most exciting play in baseball. Home runs win a lot of games, but I never understood why fans are so obsessed with them.
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Money is not the only answer, but it makes a difference.
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I'm trying to be the Jay-Z of comedy one day. I don't know if there's any comedy moguls out there, but I would love to be the first comedy mogul.
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I don't care if it's somebody else's song. Most of the time, you'll find that I'll put my own stamp on it. But I started writing more because, you know, it's easy to regurgitate what somebody else is doing, but it's exciting to be able to come up with your own writing.
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I think that taking ballet is one of the best things a girl can do. Period.
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Everybody has been saying 'Srimanthudu' is the best film of my career. After watching the film, Dad told me that he's never seen me perform like this. I just couldn't stop myself from crying.
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You know, the bigger you get and the more success you have, the more people you can fill your house with to tell you how great you are. You can do that.
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Religion isn't always pretty. Especially viewed from the outside, by an unbeliever.
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We've all seen 'Jewing it up' performances. They are about as miserable to watch as as 'camping it up' performances when representing gays.
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A robot may not injure a human being, or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.
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And fear not lest Existence closing your Account, and mine, should know the like no more; The Eternal Saki from that Bowl has pour'd Millions of Bubbles like us, and will pour.
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Iron rusts from disuse; stagnant water loses its purity and in cold weather becomes frozen; even so does inaction sap the vigor of the mind.
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This sounds like a brag, but I know how to make good fried rice. I learned in college. There are two secrets - take the rice after you cook it and let it get cold in the fridge. Then cook the egg like you're making a fried egg and just before it's done, dump the rice and veg on it and swirl it around.
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Five hundred years later we're still doing it. This is a moment where we're either going to reaffirm that's what we do with Native Americans , that's who we are, or we're going to start moving toward change. A change won't come easy, because there's a lot of big money that doesn't care about any of this.
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When I wrote a long story about the retreat of sea ice, I made clear it could go the other way for a while, and that doesn't mean we don't know that a warmer world will have less sea ice. It just means there's a lot of variability and people can pay too much attention to the big swings in one direction or the other.
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I've always wrote off the demographic of superhero films because it's just not really something I can relate to.
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Glamour is what I sell, it's my stock in trade.
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The huge round lunar clock was a gristmill. Shake down all the grains of Time—the big grains of centuries, and the small grains of years, and the tiny grains of hours and minutes—and the clock pulverized them, slid Time silently out in all directions in a fine pollen, carried by cold winds to blanket the town like dust, everywhere. Spores from that clock lodged in your flesh to wrinkle it, to grow bones to monstrous size, to burst feet from shoes like turnips. Oh, how that great machine…dispensed Time in blowing weathers.
