Quotes by Ray Bradbury

If you can't have the reality, a dream is just as good.

and sleeping put an end to summer, 1928.

Because of this one brave, new-thinking man, summer lives in the winter cave.

It is a great age to live in and, if need be, die in and for. Any magician worth his salt would tell you the same.

Wherever I land, next time I'll look close, swear to God.

We need not to be left alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while.

You've got to jump off the cliff all the timeand build your wings on the way down.

Yell. Jump. Play. Out-run those sons-of-bitches. They'll never live the way you live. Go do it.

We need our Arts to teach us how to breathe

We have our Arts so we won't die of Truth

I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.

Everything that happens before Death is what counts.

Too late, I found you can't wait to become perfect, you got to go out and fall down and get up with everybody else.

Self-consciousness is the enemy of all art, be it acting, writing, painting, or living itself, which is the greatest art of all.

God, 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 each other.

We are living in a time when flowers are trying to live on flowers, instead of on good rain and black loam.

We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing.

Are you happy?

Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down.

Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can't "try" to do things. You simply "must" do things.

First you jump off the cliff and build your wings on the way down.

It doesn't matter what you do...so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away.

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.

You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.

The strongest and most beautiful language is not spoken - it is lived.

There was a sadness about the place, a sort of sweet, slow strangulation.

We travel for romance, we travel for architecture, and we travel to be lost.

Halloween là thời điểm mà những ác quỷ nổi dậy và ma quỷ nhảy múa.

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