Ray Bradbury Quotes
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Why go to a machine when you could go to a human being?
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A book is a loaded gun.
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Action is hope. There is no hope without action.
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I love the musical form of books. It's a different way of doing things, it's very beautiful. You're able to sing things instead of saying them. So what the heck - why not do them?
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The first thing you learn in life is you're a fool. The last thing you learn in life is you're the same fool.
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Shut the door, they're coming through the window, shut the window, they're coming through the door," are the words to an old song. They fit my lifestyle with newly arriving butcher/censors every month. Only six weeks ago, I discovered that, over the years, some cubby-hole editors at Ballantine Books, fearful of contaminating the young, had, bit by bit, censored some 75 separate sections from the novel. Students, reading the novel which, after all, deals with censorship and book-burning in the future, write to tell me of this exquisite irony.
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The human race likes to give itself airs. One good volcano can produce more greenhouse gases in a year than the human race has in its entire history.
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All of my writing is God-given.
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The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.
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I came on the old and best ways of writing through ignorance and experiment and was startled when truths leaped out of brushes like quail before gunshot.
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Science fiction is really sociological studies of the future, things that the writer believes are going to happen by putting two and two together.
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I feel like I’ve been saving up a lot of things, and I don’t know what.
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Don’t think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity.
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It's rare you get an idea from a dream. I can't really recall a story that ever worked out that way. I think in 35 years of writing, that I've ever had a dream that held up. They're much too dislocated
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For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins? No: the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks from their mouth? The toad. What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars. They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy forth. Such are the autumn people.
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The great thing about my life is that everything I've done is a result of what I was when I was 12 or 13.
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Can't you recognize the human in the inhuman?
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The whole concept of higher education is negated unless the sole criterion used to determine if students qualify is the grades they score on standardized tests. Education is purely an issue of learning - we can no longer afford to have it polluted by damn politics. Leave pollution up to the politicians
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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 the jackass became a unicorn.
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What are you up to now?" "I'm sill crazy. The rain feels good. I love to walk in it.
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I love all of the arts. I love motion pictures. I love stage. I love theater.
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There's no reason to burn books if you don't read them.
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People ask me to predict the future, when all I want to do is prevent it. Better yet, build it. Predicting the future is much too easy, anyway. You look at the people around you, the street you stand on, the visible air you breathe, and predict more of the same. To hell with more. I want better.
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We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.