Dad’s voice was a midnight school, teaching deep fathom hours, and the subject was life.
Ray Bradbury
- Life
- 1920-2012
- Occupations
- screenwriter, poet, writer
- Notable works
- Fahrenheit 451, Something Wicked This Way Comes, The Illustrated Man
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Dad's voice was a midnight school, teaching deep fathom hours, and the subject was life. Chapter 8
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Evil has only the power that we give it.
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For some, autumn comes early, stays late through life where October follows September and November touches October and then instead of December and Christ's birth, there is no Bethlehem Star, no rejoicing, but September comes again and old October and so
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His wife smiled in her sleep. Why? She's immortal. She has a son.
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His wife smiled in her sleep. Why? She's immortal. She has a son. Chapter 14
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If you enjoy living, it is not difficult to keep the sense of wonder.
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"I it. I know everything."
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“I know it. I know everything.” She waited a moment. “What do you know?” “No use making more people. People die.” His voice was very calm and quiet and almost sad. “That’s everything.”
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"I know it. I know everything." She waited a moment. "What do you know?" "No use making more people. People die." His voice was very calm and quiet and almost sad. "That's everything." Chapter 9
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Mr. Dark nodded, pleased. "What's your name, boy?"
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Mr. Dark nodded, pleased. "What's your name, boy?" Don't tell him! thought Will, and stopped. Why not? he wondered, why? Jim's lips hardly twitched. "Simon," he said. He smiled to show it was a lie. Mr. Dark smiled to show he knew it.
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That’s friendship, each playing the potter to see what shapes we can make of the other.
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That's friendship, each playing the potter to see what shapes we can make of the other. Chapter 3
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The trouble with Jim was he looked at the world and could not look away. And when you never look away all your life, by the time you are thirteen you have done twenty years taking in the laundry of the world.
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The trouble with Jim was he looked at the world and could not look away. And when you never look away all your life, by the time you are thirteen you have done years taking in the laundry of the world.
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Those trains and their grieving sounds were lost forever between stations, not remembering where they had been, not guessing where they might go, exhaling their last pale breaths over the horizon, gone. So it was with all trains, ever.
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Too late, I found you can't wait to become perfect, you got to go out and fall down and get up again with everybody else.
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