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I love all of the arts. I love motion pictures. I love stage. I love theater.
Ray Bradbury
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The sun burnt every day. It burnt time.
Ray Bradbury
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Disbelief is catching. It rubs off on people.
Ray Bradbury
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Touch a scientist and you touch a child.
Ray Bradbury
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As a result of reading science fiction when I was eight, I grew up with an interest in music, architecture, city planning, transportation, politics, ethics, aesthetics on any level, art...it's just total! It's a complete commitment to the whole human race on all the Earth. That's what science fiction is about.
Ray Bradbury
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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.
Ray Bradbury
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Love is the answer to everything. It's the only reason to do anything. If you don't write stories you love, you'll never make it. If you don't write stories that other people love, you'll never make it.
Ray Bradbury
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One year Halloween came on October 24, three hours after midnight. At that time, James Nightshade of 97 Oak Street was thirteen years, eleven months, twenty-three days old. Next door, William Halloway was thirteen years, eleven months, and twenty-four days old. Both touched toward fourteen; it almost trembled in their hands. And that was the October week when they grew up overnight, and were never so young any more.
Ray Bradbury
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We're a free society; we've got television. We have radio. We have newspapers. We have the videocassette, which is coming into play. These are new freedoms.
Ray Bradbury
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In order to be creative, you don't have to be original.
Ray Bradbury
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He had never liked October. Ever since he had first lay in the autumn leaves before his grandmother's house many years ago and heard the wind and saw the empty trees. It had made him cry, without a reason. And a little of that sadness returned each year to him. It always went away with spring. But, it was a little different tonight. There was a feeling of autumn coming to last a million years. There would be no spring. ("The October Game")
Ray Bradbury
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Now that I have you thoroughly confused, let me pause to hear your own dismayed cry.
Ray Bradbury
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..holding a book but reading the empty spaces.
Ray Bradbury
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Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadows are always longer.
Ray Bradbury
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If you enjoy living, it is not difficult to keep the sense of wonder.
Ray Bradbury
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The important thing of any time you live in is to be in love yourself. You float above your time then. It's what you want that counts, not what your time wants.
Ray Bradbury
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When you grow up in science fiction you grow up in everything! It's the greatest and only field worth growing up in. It's the total field.
Ray Bradbury
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Everything is generated through your own will power. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. This is a democracy. You go where you want to go and do what you want to do.
Ray Bradbury
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I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.
Ray Bradbury
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And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again.
Ray Bradbury
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You have to know how to accept rejection and reject acceptance.
Ray Bradbury
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We're all fools," said Clemens, "all the time. It's just we're a different kind each day. We think, I'm not a fool today. I've learned my lesson. I was a fool yesterday but not this morning. Then tomorrow we find out that, yes, we were a fool today too. I think the only way we can grow and get on in this world is to accept the fact we're not perfect and live accordingly.
Ray Bradbury
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Books are flesh-and-blood ideas and cry out, silently, when put to the torch.
Ray Bradbury
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He lay far across the room from her, on a winter island separated by an empty sea. She talked to him for what seemed a long while and she talked about this and she talked about that and it was only words, like the words he had heard once in a nursery at a friend's house, a two-year-old child building word patters, like jargon, making pretty sounds in the air.
Ray Bradbury
