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
halloween doors hands
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...
book thinking hands
I was doing a terrible thing in using the very books you clung to, to rebut you on every hand, on every point! What traitors books can be! You think they're backing you up, and then they turn on you. Others can use them, too, and there you are, lost in the middle of the moor, in a great welter of nouns and verbs and adjectives.
book hands elbows
With a book tucked in one hand, and a computer shoved under my elbow, I will march, not sidle, shudder or quake, into the twenty-first century.
stars heart hands
The stars are yours, if you have the head, the hands, and the heart for them.
eye hands noses
Poetry expands the senses and keeps them in prime condition. It keeps you aware of your nose, your eye, your ear, your tongue, your hand.
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.
book smell hands
A book has got to smell. You have to hold it in your hands and pray to it.
two expression hands
How talented was death. How many expressions and manipulations of hand, face, body, no two alike.
running writing hands
The good writers touch life often. The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her. The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.
hands long legacy
It doesn't matter what you do...so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away.
hands answers mystery
Science and religion have to go hand in hand with the mystery, because there's a certain point beyond which you say, "There are no answers."
summer children hands
Hold summer in your hand, pour summer in a glass, a tiny glass of course, the smallest tingling sip, for children; change the season in your veins by raising glass to lip and tilting summer in.
american-writer build cliff jump wings
First you jump off the cliff and you build wings on the way down.
cannot enemy simply thinking
Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious and anything self-conscious is lousy. You cannot try to do things. You simply must do things.