Dandelion wine. The words were summer on the tongue. The wine was summer caught and stoppered...sealed away for opening on a January… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
And there, row upon row, with the soft gleam of flowers opened at morning, with the light of this June sun glowing… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
The sun burnt every day. It burnt Time. The world rushed in a circle and turned on its axis and time was… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“And what lights the sun? Its own fire. And the sun goes on, day after day, burning and burning. The sun and… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
...passing swiftly on toward further darknesses, but moving also toward a new sun. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I've always known that the quality of love was the mind, even though the body sometimes refuses this knowledge. The body lives… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“Montag shook his head. He looked at a blank wall. The girl's face was there, really quite beautiful in memory: astonishing, in… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I like to smell things and look at things, and sometimes stay up all night, walking, and watch the sun rise. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
For about 150 days a year in Venice, the sun doesn't show through the mist until noon. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I've always known that the quality of love was the mind, even though the body sometimes refuses this knowledge. The body lives… — 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
Why all this insistence on the senses? Because in order to convince your reader that he is THERE, you must assault each… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
I have something to fight for and live for; that makes me a better killer. I've got what amounts to a religion… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Time was a film run backward. Suns fled and ten million moons fled after them. — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
And the lesson was this; sit in the sun, head down, within a prickly vine, in a flickery light, or open light,… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
For John was running, and this was terrible. Because if you ran, time ran. You yelled and screamed and raced and rolled… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“The sun burnt everyday. It burnt time. The world rushed in a circle and turned on its axis and time was busy… — 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
