RAY BRADBURY QUOTES II

American author (1920-2012)

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

Dandelion Wine


If you stuff yourself full of poems, essays, plays, stories, novels, films, comic strips, magazines, music, you automatically explode every morning like Old Faithful. I have never had a dry spell in my life, mainly because I feed myself well, to the point of bursting. I wake early and hear my morning voices leaping around in my head like jumping beans. I get out of bed to trap them before they escape.

RAY BRADBURY

attributed, The Writer's Workout


There is more than one way to burn a book. And the world is full of people running about with lit matches.... Every dimwit editor who sees himself as the source of all dreary blanc-mange plain porridge unleavened literature, licks his guillotine and eyes the neck of any author who dares to speak above a whisper or write above a nursery rhyme.

RAY BRADBURY

Coda


Space travel is life-enhancing, and anything that's life-enhancing is worth doing. It makes you want to live forever.

RAY BRADBURY

Playboy, 1996


Life should be touched, not strangled.

RAY BRADBURY

Farewell Summer

Tags: life


While our art cannot, as we wish it could, save us from wars, privation, envy, greed, old age, or death, it can revitalize us amidst it all.

RAY BRADBURY

preface, Zen in the Art of Writing


Every time you take a step, even when you don't want to ... when it hurts, when it means you rub chins with death, or even if it means dying, that's good. Anything that moves ahead, wins. No chess game was ever won by the player who sat for a lifetime thinking over his next move.

RAY BRADBURY

Farewell Summer


A conglomerate heap of trash, that's what I am. But it burns with a high flame.

RAY BRADBURY

The Paris Review, spring 2010


If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none.

RAY BRADBURY

Fahrenheit 451


I believe in Darwin and God together.

RAY BRADBURY

Playboy, 1996

Tags: evolution


Oh, what strange wonderful clocks women are. They nest in Time. They make the flesh that holds fast and binds eternity. They live inside the gift, know power, accept, and need not mention it. Why speak of time when you are Time, and shape the universal moments, as they pass, into warmth and action?

RAY BRADBURY

Something Wicked This Way Comes


Old men only lie in wait for people to ask them to talk. Then they rattle on like a rusty elevator wheezing up a shaft.

RAY BRADBURY

Dandelion Wine


Science is no more than an investigation of a miracle we can never explain, and art is an interpretation of that miracle.

RAY BRADBURY

The Martian Chronicles


In science fiction, we dream. In order to colonize in space, to rebuild our cities, which are so far out of whack, to tackle any number of problems, we must imagine the future, including the new technologies that are required.

RAY BRADBURY

Playboy, 1996


I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.

RAY BRADBURY

Zen in the Art of Writing


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

Dandelion Wine


Why would you clone people when you can go to bed with them and make a baby? C'mon, it's stupid.

RAY BRADBURY

Salon Magazine, August 29, 2001


If you can't read and write you can't think. Your thoughts are dispersed if you don't know how to read and write. You've got to be able to look at your thoughts on paper and discover what a fool you were.

RAY BRADBURY

Salon.com, August 29, 2001


People ask me to predict the future, when all I want to do is prevent it.

RAY BRADBURY

Beyond 1984: The People Machines

Tags: future


We cannot tell the precise moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which makes it run over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at last one which makes the heart run over.

RAY BRADBURY

Fahrenheit 451