Рэй Брэдбери: Цитаты на английском языке (страница 14)

“You're peculiar, you're aggravating, yet you're easy to forgive. You say you're seventeen?.. How odd. How strange. And my wife thirty and yet you seem so much older at times. I can't get over it.”

“Melt all the guns, I thought, break the knives, burn the guillotines-and the malicious will still write letters that kill.”

“Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadows are always longer.”

“Write a thousand words a day and in three years you'll be a writer!”

“It's important to read a book, but also to hold the book, to smell the book… it's perfume, it's incense, it's the dust of Egypt…”

“A computer does not smell… if a book is new, it smells great. If a book is old, it smells even better… And it stays with you forever. But the computer doesn’t do that for you. I’m sorry.”

“Into the air, over the valleys, under the stars, above a river, a pond, a road, flew Cecy. Invisible as new spring winds, fresh as the breath of clover rising from twilight fields, she flew.”

“But remember that the Captain belongs to the most dangerous enemy to truth and freedom, the solid unmoving cattle of the majority”

“He says I'm a regular onion! I keep him busy peeling away the layers.”

“The best scientist is open to experience and begins with romance - the idea that anything is possible.”

“Who are your friends? Do they believe in you? Or do they stunt your growth with ridicule and disbelief? If the latter, you haven't friends. Go find some.”

“I'm inclined to believe you need the psychiatrist.”

“Quantity produces quality. If you only write a few things, you're doomed.”

“We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while.”

“Summer quiet thoughts on summer quiet noons.”

“We must move into the universe. Mankind must save itself. We must escape the danger of war and politics. We must become astronauts and go out into the universe and discover the God in ourselves.”

“And then, quite suddenly, summer was over.”

“The crowd upon the cross gives anguished roar;
A moment terrible to hear.”

“Oh, God, children are children, old women are old women, and nothing in between. They can’t imagine a change they can’t see.”