Way out in the country tonight he could smell the pumpkins ripening toward the knife and the triangle eye and the singeing… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Today we haved touched Mars. There is life on Mars, and it us us-extensions of our eyes in all directions, extensions of… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
There was her face, like a summer peach, beautiful and warm, and the light of the candles reflected in her dark eyes.… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I did what most writers do at their beginnings: emulated my elders, imitated my peers, thus turning away from any possibility of… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from?… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
We travel, initially, to lose ourselves, and we travel, next, to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes. And… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
The jungle looked back at them with a vastness, a breathing moss-and-leaf silence, with a billion diamond and emerald insect eyes. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Since everything is but an apparition, having nothing to do with good or bad, acceptance or rejection, one may well burst out… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
There where hundreds of graves. There where hundreds of women. There were hundreds of daughters. There were hundreds of sons. And hundreds… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Grandfather's been dead all these years, but if you lifted my skull, by God, in the convolutions of my brain you'd find… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
They crashed the front door and grabbed at a woman, though she was not running, she was not trying to escape. She… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Miraculously, smoke curled out of his own mouth, his nose, his ears, his eyes, as if his soul had been extinguished within… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
There is more than one way to burn a book. And the world is full of people running about with lit matches.… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
The sun rose yellow as a lemon.The sky was round and blue.The birds looped clear water songs in the air.Will and Jim… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
...if you are writing without zest, without gusto, without love, without fun, you are only half a writer. It means you are… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Poetry expands the senses and keeps them in prime condition. It keeps you aware of your nose, your eye, your ear, your… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Like every beginner, I have thought you could beat, pummel and thrash an idea into existence. Under such treatment, of course, any… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
The world, like a great iris of an even more gigantic eye, which has also just opened and stretched out to encompass… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
That's the great secret of creativity. You treat ideas like cats: you make them follow you. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
You feed yourself. Make sure you have all the information, whether it's aesthetic, scientific, mathematical, I don't care what it is. Then you walk… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Do you ever read any of the books you burn?" He laughed. "That's against the law!" "Oh. Of course. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
We were put here as witnesses to the miracle of life. We see the stars, and we want them. We are beholden to give… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Remember, with writing, what you’re looking for is just one person to come up and tell you, 'I love you for what you do.' — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
As a result of reading science fiction when I was eight, I grew up with an interest in music, architecture, city planning, transportation, politics,… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“You can’t learn to write in college. It’s a very bad place for writers because the teachers always think they know more than you… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
We're going to become the martians when we land there. When we explore and build communities, we become the martians. That's a wonderful destiny… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I wish you a wrestling match with your Creative Muse that will last a lifetime. ... I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
The library is the biggest cracker box factory in the world. The more you eat, the more you want. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
We travel for romance, we travel for architecture, and we travel to be lost. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
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