Quotes from Ray Bradbury

Mogu nabaviti knjige. -Izlažete se pogibelji. -To je dobra strana umiranja: kad nemate što izgubiti, izlažete se svakoj pogibelji kojoj želite. str. 86.

The other men helped, and Montag helped, and there, in the wilderness, the men all moved their hands, putting out the fire together.

Y por primera vez comprendí que detrás de cada libro hay un hombre. Un hombre que tuvo que pensarlo. Un hombre que empleó mucho tiempo en llevarlo al papel.

Evo ti, Montag! Nije do ovoga došlo odozgor, od vlade! Nije bilo nikakve naredbe, nikakve obznane, nikakve cenzure isprva, ne! Tehnologija, masovna eksploatacija i pritisak manjina polu?ili su cilj, Bogu hvala. Danas, zahvaljuju?i njima, sve vrijeme možeš biti sretan, dopušteno ti je ?itati stripove, dobre stare vjerske knjige ili stru?ne ?asopise. str. 63.

The ship came down from space. It came from the stars and the black velocities, and the shining movements, and the silent gulfs of space. It was a new ship; it had fire in its body and men in its metal cells, and it moved with a clean silence, fiery and warm.

Was there any special reason for selecting French chocolate ice cream to spoon into the broadcasting unit?' Brock thought about it and smiled. 'It's my favorite flavor.' 'Oh,' said the doctor. 'I figured, hell, what's good enough for me is good enough for the radio transmitter.' 'What made you think of spooning ice cream into the radio?' 'It was a hot day.

No necesitamos estar tranquilos. A veces debemos preocuparnos. ¿Desde cuándo no estás realmente preocupada? Preocupada por algo importante, algo verdadero.

The smallest effort to win means, at the end of each day, a sort of victory.

The sound of its death came after.

He almost turned back to make the walk again, to give her time to appear. He was certain if he tried the same route, everything would work out fine. But it was late, and the arrival of his train put a stop to his plan.

Earth changed in the black sky. It caught fire. Part of it seemed to come apart in a million pieces, as if a gigantic jigsaw had exploded. It burned with an unholy dripping glare for a minute, three times normal size, then dwindled.

I can't talk to the walls because they're yelling at me. I can't talk to my wife; she listens to the walls.

Is it because we're having so much fun at home we've forgotten the world? Is it because we're so rich and the rest of the world's so poor and we just don't care if they are? I've heard rumours; the world is starving, but we're well-fed. Is it true, the world works hard and we play? Is that why we're hated so much?

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

Where would you like to go? What would you really like to do with your life?

You think too many things,' said Montag, uneasily. 'I rarely watch the parlour walls or go to the races or Fun Parks. So I've lots of time for crazy thoughts, I guess...

Well, he said to the men playing cards, here comes a very strange beast which in all tongues is called a fool.

they just run the answers at you, bing, bing, bing, and us sitting there for four more hours of film-teacher. That's not social to me at all. It's a lot of funnels and a lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not.

how we get our fingers in each other's clay. That's friendship, each playing the potter to see what shapes we can make of the other.

Si no quieres que un hombre sea políticamente desgraciado, no lo preocupes mostrándole dos aspectos de una misma cuestión. Muéstrale uno.

Look at this mess! And where's the mop?

You see, no one Believes a really all-encompassing and protective love when they see it clear.

Better than putting things in the attic you never use again. This way, you get to live the summer over for a minute or two here or there along the way through the winter, and when the bottles are empty the summer's gone for good and no regrets and no sentimental trash lying about for you to stumble over forty years from now. Clean, smokeless, efficient, that's dandelion wine. (page 266 in the 1975 hardback)

Yo iba a embarcar en el último cohete, pero preferí quedarme, ¿sabes por qué? —¿Por qué? —Porque todos se metían conmigo. Por eso me quedé; para echarme perfume encima el día entero y beber diez mil cervezas y comer dulces y bombones sin que la gente me esté diciendo ¡Oh, cuidado, eso tiene muchas calorías!. Y aquí estoy. —Y aquí estás.