The huge round lunar clock was a gristmill. Shake down all the grains of Time—the big grains of centuries, and the small grains of years, and the tiny grains of hours and minutes—and the clock pulverized them, slid Time silently out in all directions in a fine pollen, carried by cold winds to blanket the town like dust, everywhere. Spores from that clock lodged in your flesh to wrinkle it, to grow bones to monstrous size, to burst feet from shoes like turnips. Oh, how that great machine…dispensed Time in blowing weathers.
And suddenly everything, absolutely everything, was there. - Ray Bradbury
And suddenly everything, absolutely everything, was there.
- Ray Bradbury
You're either in love with what you do, or you're not in love. - Ray Bradbury
You're either in love with what you do, or you're not in love.
I hate all politics. I don't like either political party. One should not belong to them - one should be an individual, standing in the middle. Anyone… - Ray Bradbury
I hate all politics. I don't like either political party. One should not belong to them - one should be an individual, standing in the middle. Anyone…
The minute you get a religion you stop thinking. Believe in one thing too much and you have no room for new ideas. - Ray Bradbury
The minute you get a religion you stop thinking. Believe in one thing too much and you have no room for new ideas.
Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down. - Ray Bradbury
Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down.
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future. - Ray Bradbury
Without libraries what have we? We have no past and no future.
You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them. - Ray Bradbury
You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.
Looking back over a lifetime, you see that love was the answer to everything. - Ray Bradbury
Looking back over a lifetime, you see that love was the answer to everything.
We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. - Ray Bradbury
We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.
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