Ray Bradbury
Ray Bradbury
Ray Douglas Bradburywas an American fantasy, science fiction, horror and mystery fiction author...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth22 August 1920
CityLos Angeles, IL
CountryUnited States of America
hands arms would-be
So it was the hand that started it all . . . His hands had been infected, and soon it would be his arms . . . His hands were ravenous.
summer sleep ends
and sleeping put an end to summer, 1928,
writing littles
A day without writing was a little death.
life tired tonight
I want to feel all there is to feel, he thought. Let me feel tired, now, let me feel tired. I mustn't forget, I'm alive, I know I'm alive, I mustn't forget it tonight or tomorrow or the day after that.
real responsibility men
What is it about fire that's so lovely? No matter what age we are, what draws us to it?...The thing man wanted to invent, but never did...If you let it go on, it'd burn our lifetimes out. What is fire? It is a mystery. Scientists give us gobbledygook about friction and molecules. But they don't really know. Its real beauty is that it destroys responsibility and consequences.
friday monday ashes
Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan.
running hate fall
How men envy and often hate these warm clocks, these wives, who know they will live forever. So what do we do? We men turn terribly mean, because we can't hold to the world or ourselves or anything. We are blind to continuity, all breaks down, falls, melts, stops, rots, or runs away. So, since we cannot shape Time, where does that leave men? Sleepless. Staring.
oneness matter helping
Each person was himself one alone. One oneness, a unit in a society, but always afraid, always alone. If I should scream, if I should call for help, would anyone hear would it even matter?
night smell watches
I like to smell things and look at things, and sometimes stay up all night, walking, and watch the sun rise.
world stories type
There is only one type of story in the world-your story.
ability grows
The ability to fantasize is the ability to survive, and the ability to fantasize is the ability to grow
events middle made
The most improbable tales can be made believable, if your reader, through his sense, feels certain that he stands at the middle of events.
writing home night
Lone at night, when I was twelve years old, I looked at the planet Mars and I said, 'Take me home!' And the planet Mars took me home, and I never came back. So I've written every day in the last 75 years. I've never stopped writing.
knowing saving shore
Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were headed for shore.