Quotes from Ray Bradbury

Patience, Montag. Let the war turn off the "families". Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.

Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadow are always longer. Only at noon can a man fit in his own shoes, his own best suit, for a few brief minutes. But we're in a new age where we can think up a Big Idea and run it around in a machine. That makes the machine more than a machine, doesn't it?

Los que no construyen deben quemar. Es algo tan viejo como la historia y la delincuencia juvenil.

If it had been practical technologically efficient science fiction, it would have long since fallen to rust by the road. But since it is a self-separating fable, even the most deeply rooted physicists at Cal-Tech accept breathing the fraudulent oxygen atmosphere I have loosed on Mars. Science and machines can kill each other off or be replaced. Myth, seen in mirrors, incapable of being touched, stays on. If it is not immortal, it almost seems such.

Debes mantenerte borracho de literatura para que la realidad no pueda destruirte

Are we polluted? We can unpollute ourselves.

To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. Yes. A time to keep silence and a time to speak. Yes, all that.

But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time

There was going to be a war on Earth. He went out to peer into the sky. Yes, there it was.

You did what you had to do. It was coming on for a long time.

Aber natürlich. Wir müssen alle gleich sein. Nicht gleich und frei geboren, wie es in der Verfassung steht, sondern gleich gemacht. Jeder das Abbild aller anderen; dann sind alle glücklich, denn es gibt keine Berge, vor denen sie sich ducken, an denen sie sich messen müssen.

And the trip? Exactly one half terror, exactly one half exhilaration.

Mildred had already anticipated this in a quavery voice.

They had been hiding out, waiting, given shelter by my intuitive self, all these years.

We haven't been too bad, have we?' 'No, nor enormously good. I suppose that's the trouble--we haven't been very much of anything except us, while a big part of the world was busy being lots of quite awful things.

And Ireland itself? Is the largest open-air penal colony in history

No aflijamos a los hombres con recuerdos. Que olviden. Quememos, quemémoslo todo. El fuego es brillante y limpio.

hate a Roman named Status Quo!' he said to me. 'Stuff your eyes with wonder,' he said, 'live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It's more fantastic than any

Els amics no perdonen, obliden.

That day in the park when we sat together, I knew that some day you might drop by, with fire or friendship.

An autumn leaf, very crisp, fell somewhere in the dark. But it was only the page of a book, turning.

What do you do, go around trying everything once?" he asked. "Sometimes twice." She looked at something in her hand.

Wenn man nicht will, dass ein Mensch politisch unglücklich wird, dann lässt man ihn nicht zwei Seiten einer Angelegenheit in Betracht ziehen, sondern nur eine. Oder noch besser, gar keine.

By the time many people are fourteen or fifteen, they have been divested of their loves, their ancient and intuitive tastes, one by one, until when they reach maturity there is no fun left, no zest, no gusto, no flavor. Others have criticized, and they have criticized themselves, into embarrassment.