The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour.
Ray BradburyTag: progress thinking philosophy melancholy thought introspection philosophical innovation dawn dressing
MOTHER:
Why, just lying there, Jim, you run so fast. I never saw anyone move so much, just sleeping. Promise me, Jim. Wherever you go and come back, bring lots of kids. Let them run wild. Let me spoil them, some day.
JIM:
I'm never going to own anything that can hurt me.
Who has more pockets than a magician?
A boy.
Whose pockets contain *more* than a magicians?
A boy's.
We all are rich and ignore the buried fact of accumulated wisdom.
Ray BradburyTag: writing inspiration life-experience
They got Indian vision and can sight back further than you and me will ever sight ahead.
Ray BradburyWho wants to see the Future, who ever does? A man can face the Past, but to think - the pillars crumbled, you say? And the sea empty, and the canals dry, and the maidens dead, and the flowers withered?" The Martian was silent, but then he looked ahead. "But there they are. I see them. Isn't that enough for me? They wait for me now, no matter what you say.
Ray BradburyHold summer in your hand, pour summer in a glass, a tiny glass of course, the smallest tingling sip, for children; change the season in your veins by raising glass to lip and tilting summer in.
Ray BradburyTag: inspirational emotional
Surprise is where creativity comes in.
Ray BradburyTag: inspiration
Дядо ми казваше, че всеки трябва да остави нещо след себе си, когато умре. Дете или книга, или картина, или къща, или стена, която е построил, или чифт обувки, които е изработил. Или пък градина, която е посадил. Нещо, до което ръката ти се е докоснала по такъв начин, че да има къде да отиде душата ти, когато умреш. И когато хората погледнат дървото или цветето, което си посадил, ще те видят в тях.
Ray BradburyNo front porches. My uncle says there used to be front porches. And people sat there sometimes at night, talking when they wanted to talk, rocking, and not talking when they didn't want to talk. Sometimes they just sat there and thought about things, turned things over. 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. So they ran off with the porches.
Ray BradburyTag: society-thinking
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