I don't know anything anymore Ray Bradbury More Quotes by Ray Bradbury More Quotes From Ray Bradbury I discovered me in the library. I went to find me in the library. Ray Bradbury library find-me We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing. Ray Bradbury fahrenheit-451-book missing needs A stranger is shot in the street, you hardly move to help. But if, half an hour before, you spent just ten minutes with the fellow and knew a little about him and his family, you might just jump in front of his killer and try to stop it. Really knowing is good. Not knowing, or refusing to know is bad, or amoral, at least. You can’t act if you don’t know. Ray Bradbury knowing trying moving Science is no more than an investigation of a miracle we can never explain, and art is an interpretation of that miracle. Ray Bradbury inspirational life art Let the world burn through you. Throw the prism light, white hot, on paper. Ray Bradbury light white writing The first thing you learn in life is you're a fool. The last thing you learn in life is you're the same fool. Ray Bradbury fool stupidity lasts I have my favorite cat, who is my paperweight, on my desk while I am writing. Ray Bradbury my-favorite cat writing Ideas result from the collision of metaphors inside the head. Ray Bradbury metaphor results ideas And he remembered thinking then that if she died, he was certain he wouldn't cry. For it would be the dying face of an unknown, a street face, a newspaper image, and it was suddenly so very wrong that he had begun to cry, not at death but at the thought of not crying at death, a silly empty man near a silly empty woman. Ray Bradbury emotional silly men 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 works to stave off the November chills. We survive by what little Fourth of July wits we've stashed away. But there are times when we're all autumn people. Ray Bradbury autumn july summer I'm not really dying today. No person ever died that had a family. I'll be around a long time. A thousand years from now, a whole township of my offspring will be biting sour apples in the gumwood shade. Ray Bradbury apples family years Now let's take up the minorities in our civilisation, shall we? Bigger the population, the more minorities. Don't step on the toes of the dog-lovers, the cat-lovers, doctors, lawyers, merchants, chiefs, Mormons, Baptists, Unitarians, second-generation Chinese, Swedes, Italians, Germans, Texans, Brooklynites, Irishmen, people from Oregon or Mexico. The people in this book, this play, this TV serial are not meant to represent any actual painters, cartographers, mechanics anywhere. The bigger your market, Montag, the less you handle controversy, remember that! Ray Bradbury cat dog book It was in their friendship they just wanted to run forever, shadow and shadow. Ray Bradbury shadow forever running Action is hope. There is no hope without action. Ray Bradbury no-hope action I prefer to see myself as the Janus, the two-faced god who is half Pollyanna and half Cassandra, warning of the future and perhaps living too much in the past - a combination of both. Ray Bradbury half two past And the lesson was this; sit in the sun, head down, within a prickly vine, in a flickery light, or open light, and the world will come to you. The sky will come in its time, bringing rain, and the earth will rise through you, from beneath, and make you rich and make you full. Ray Bradbury light rain sky All flesh is one: what matter scores; Or color of the suit Or if the helmet glints with blue or gold? All is one bold achievement, All is fine spring-found-again-in-autumn day When juices run in antelopes along our blood, And green our flag, forever green... Ray Bradbury autumn spring running Marriage made people old and familiar, while still young. Ray Bradbury young made people And there, row upon row, with the soft gleam of flowers opened at morning, with the light of this June sun glowing through a faint skin of dust, would stand the dandelion wine. Peer through it at the wintry day - the snow melted to grass, the trees were reinhabitated with bird, leaf, and blossoms like a continent of butterflies breathing on the wind. And peering through, color sky from iron to blue. 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 Ray Bradbury summer morning children The beginning of wisdom, as they say. When you're seventeen you know everything. When you're twenty-seven if you still know everything you're still seventeen. Ray Bradbury seven teenager twenties
