Quotes from Ray Bradbury

Y a esta enfermedad la llamaban la soledad, porque cuando uno ve que su casa se reduce hasta tener el tamaño de un puño, de una nuez, de una cabeza de alfiler, y luego desaparece detrás de una estela de fuego, uno siente que nunca ha nacido, que no hay ciudades, que uno no está en ninguna parte, y sólo hay espacio alrededor, sin nada familiar, sólo otros hombres extraños.

No hace falta quemar libros si el mundo empieza a llenarse de gente que no lee, que no aprende, que no sabe.

Saule dedzina katru dienu. T? dedzina Laiku. Pasaule ri??o pa apli un ap savu asi, bet Laiks dedzina gadus un cilv?kus t?pat, bez vi?a l?dzdal?bas. Ja vi?š l?dz ar citiem dedzin?t?jiem dedzin?s cilv?ka roku rad?to, bet saule dedzin?s Laiku, tad ta?u nekas nepaliks p?ri!

Funny, how funny, not to remember where or when you met your husband or wife.

I've heard the rumors about hate, too, once in a long while, over the years. Do you know why? I don't, that's sure! Maybe the books can get us half out of the cave. They just might stop us from making the same damn insane mistakes!

How many times has my mother said, 'Don't eat so much, Chris, your eyes are bigger than your stomach?'" "A million times." "Two million. Well, paraphrase it, Ralph. Change it to 'Don't see so much, Chris, your mind is too big for your body.' I got a war on between a mind that wants things my body can't give it.

Siempre había una minoría que tenía miedo de algo, y una gran mayoría que tenía miedo de la oscuridad, miedo del futuro, miedo del presente, miedo de ellos mismo y de las sombras de ellos mismos.

What - the smell of kerosene? My wife always complains,' he laughed. 'You never wash it off completely.

That's the good thing of dying; when you've nothing to lose, you run any risk you want.

My uncle says the architects got rid of the front porches because they didn't look well. But my uncle says that was merely rationalizing it; the real reason, hidden underneath, might be they didn't want people sitting like that, doing nothing, rocking, talking; that was the wrong kind of social life. People talked too much. And they had time to think.

Do you see? Out of the nursery into the college and back to the nursery; there's your intellectual pattern for the past five centuries or more.

Los libro sólo eran un tipo de receptáculo donde almacenábamos un serie de cosas que temíamos olvidar. No hay nada mágico en ellos. La magia solo está en lo que dicen los libros, en cómo unían los diversos aspectos del Universo hasta formar un conjunto para nosotros.

The old man nodded. 'Those who don't build must burn. It's as old as history and juvenile delinquents.

There was a silence of the tomb yard. Sexed but sexless, the robots. Named but unnamed, and borrowing from humans everything but humanity, the robots stared at the nailed lids of their labelled F.O.B. boxes, in a death that was not even a death, for there had never been a life.

Colored people don't like the book 'Little Black Sambo.' Burn it. White people don't feel good about 'Uncle Tom's Cabin.' Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer of the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn the book. Serenity, Montag. Peace, Montag. Take your fight outside. Better yet, into the incinerator (p. 59).

What is the greatest reward a writer can have? Isn't it that day when someone rushes up to you, his face bursting with honesty, his eyes afire with admiration and cries, "That new story of yours was fine, really wonderful!" Then and only then is writing worthwhile. Quite

Você ri quando não digo nada de engraçado e responde na mesma hora. Nunca para para pensar no que eu digo.

What we do is us. Because of you. For that we came.

Why, most men jump at the chance to give up everything for nothing. There's nothing we're so slapstick with as our own immortal souls.

Si esconde usted su ignorancia, nadie le atacará y nunca llegará a aprender.

And I thought about books. And for the first time I realized that a man was behind each one of the books. A man had to think them up. A man had to take a long time to put them down on paper. And I'd never even thought that thought before. He got out of bed. It took some man a lifetime maybe to put some of his thoughts down, looking at the world and life.

The cloudy sun poured light through all the sky.

Now, look, since when did you think being good meant being happy?" "Since always." "Since now learn otherwise.

Sometimes you see a kite so high, so wise it almost knows the wind. It travels, then chooses to land in one spot and no other and no matter how you yank, run this way or that, it will simply break its cord, seek its resting place and bring you, blood-mouthed, running.