Flower Quotes by Ray Bradbury

Beware the autumn people

— Ray Bradbury

“Summer was over. Of course you can't tell in Los Angeles.”

— Ray Bradbury

That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts.

— Ray Bradbury

“It was September. In the last days when things are getting sad for no reason.”

— Ray Bradbury

I think the sun is a flower, That blooms for just one hour.

— Ray Bradbury

Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road, flew Cecy. Invisible as new spring…

— Ray Bradbury

Bees do have a smell, you know, and if they don't they should, for their feet are dusted with spices from a…

— Ray Bradbury

We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.

— Ray Bradbury

“That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like…

— Ray Bradbury

Hold summer in your hand, pour summer in a glass, a tiny glass of course, the smallest tingling sip, for children; change…

— Ray Bradbury

If you had your way you’d pass a law to abolish all the little jobs, the little things. But then you’d leave…

— Ray Bradbury

The autumn leaves blew over the moonlit pavement in such a way as to make the girl who was moving there seem…

— Ray Bradbury

“So now do you see why books are hated and feared? They show the pores in the face of life. The comfortable…

— Ray Bradbury

If I was ever a rare fine summer person, that's long ago. Most of us are half-and-half. The August noon in us…

— Ray Bradbury

Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house…

— Ray Bradbury

Have you ever watched the jet cars race on the boulevard?...I sometimes think drivers don’t know what grass is, or flowers, because…

— Ray Bradbury

“The comfortable people want only wax moon faces, poreless, hairless, expressionless. We are living in a time when flowers are trying to…

— Ray Bradbury

...trees to cool the towns in the boiling summer, trees to hold back the winter winds. There were so many things a…

— Ray Bradbury

He had never liked October. Ever since he had first lay in the autumn leaves before his grandmother's house many years ago…

— Ray Bradbury

Sunsets are loved because they vanish. Flowers are loved because they go. The dogs of the field and the cats of the…

— Ray Bradbury

And there, row upon row, with the soft gleam of flowers opened at morning, with the light of this June sun glowing…

— Ray Bradbury

“August was almost over. The first cool touch of autumn moved slowly through the town and there was a softening and the…

— Ray Bradbury

“It was the face of spring, it was the face of summer, it was the warmness of clover breath. Pomegranate glowed in…

— Ray Bradbury

For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond. Where do they come from?…

— Ray Bradbury