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World without Ray Bradbury

06/12/201209/19/2019 by Viola

World without Ray Bradbury
American fantasy, science fiction, horror and mystery fiction writer Ray Bradbury died June 5, 2012, he was 92. About the current state of humanity Bradbury spoke negatively, believing that people should pay less attention to the destructive technologies that could one day destroy our world. Ray Bradbury – one of those rare writers who can literally be counted in a dozen, who created the phrase forever. “Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die, and when people look at that tree or that flower you planted, you’re there”. Science fiction writer Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

You lived with your wife Margaret for over 45 years …
Bradbury: It was an incredible woman! I met her at the bookstore. You know, this is the best place to get acquainted with the woman.

Ray Bradbury quotes

“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

“But souls can’t be sold. They can only be lost and never found again.” Long After Midnight

All of the fair sex in my life were either booksellers or librarians, or teachers of English. I like smart women! Men usually are afraid too smart, but I, on the contrary, gladly invite them into your life. It turns out a wonderful conversation, when you sleep with a smart woman …

“There’s no use going to school unless your final destination is the library.”

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

“There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.”

“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.” Zen in the Art of Writing

“You must write every single day of your life… You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”

“Books are flesh-and-blood ideas and cry out, silently, when put to the torch.”

“Do you know that books smell like nutmeg or some spice from a foreign land? I loved to smell them when I was a boy. Lord, there were a lot of lovely books once, before we let them go.”

“There is more than one way to burn a book. And the world is full of people running about with lit matches.”

“Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.”

“I don’t believe in colleges and universities. I believe in libraries because most students don’t have any money. When I graduated from high school, it was during the Depression and we had no money. I couldn’t go to college, so I went to the library three days a week for 10 years.”

“What’s the point of having a library full of books you’ve already read?”

“If we listened to our intellect we’d never have a love affair. We’d never have a friendship”

“We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.”

“We earth men have a talent for ruining big, beautiful things.” The Martian Chronicles

“I’m interested in having fun with ideas, throwing them up in the air like confetti and then running under them.”

“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.”

“I have two rules in life – to hell with it, whatever it is, and get your work done.”

“You have to know how to accept rejection and reject acceptance.”

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

“Death doesn’t exist. It never did, it never will. But we’ve drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it, we’ve got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. All it is, however, is a stopped watch, a loss, an end, a darkness. Nothing.” Something Wicked This Way Comes

Fahrenheit 451:

“The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.”

“The books are to remind us what asses and fool we are. They’re Caeser’s praetorian guard, whispering as the parade roars down the avenue, “Remember, Caeser, thou art mortal.”

“Why is it,” he said, one time, at the subway entrance, “I feel I’ve known you so many years?”
“Because I like you,” she said, “and I don’t want anything from you.”

“With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word ‘intellectual,’ of course, became the swear word it deserved to be.”

“A book is a loaded gun in the house next door…Who knows who might be the target of the well-read man?”

“You’re afraid of making mistakes. Don’t be. Mistakes can be profited by. Man, when I was young I shoved my ignorance in people’s faces. They beat me with sticks. By the time I was forty my blunt instrument had been honed to a fine cutting point for me. If you hide your ignorance, no one will hit you and you’ll never learn.”

“I’m seventeen and I’m crazy. My uncle says the two always go together. When people ask your age, he said, always say seventeen and insane.”

“If you hide your ignorance, no one will hit you and you’ll never learn.”

“So few want to be rebels anymore. And out of those few, most, like myself, scare easily.”

“Don’t ask for guarantees. And don’t look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.”

“That’s the wonderful thing about man; he never gets so discouraged or disgusted that he gives up doing it all over again, because he knows very well it is important and WORTH the doing.”

“I still love books. Nothing a computer can do can compare to a book”

“The terrible tyranny of the majority.”

“Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.”

Dandelion Wine:

“A good night sleep, or a ten minute bawl, or a pint of chocolate ice cream, or all three together, is good medicine.”

“I’m really alive! he thought. I never knew it before, or if I did I don’t remember!”

“My gosh, if you’re going away, we got a million things to talk about! All the things we would’ve talked about next month, the month after! Praying mantises, zeppelins, acrobats, sword swallowers!”

“I’m ALIVE. Thinking about it, noticing it, is new. You do things and don’t watch. Then all of a sudden you look and see what you’re doing and it’s the first time, really.”

“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.”