Ray Bradbury Zitate

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„Lebe so, als würdest du in zehn Sekunden tot umfallen.“

„Sie müssen keine Bücher verbrennen, um eine Kultur zu zerstören. Lass die Leute einfach aufhören, diese zu lesen.“

„Ohne die Bibliothek gibt es keine Zivilisation.“

„Bleibe betrunken beim Schreiben, damit die Realität dich nicht vernichten kann.“

„Es gibt schlimmere Verbrechen als Bücher zu verbrennen. Eines von ihnen ist es, sie nicht zu lesen“

„Bücher sind Ideen aus Fleisch und Blut und schreien lautlos, wenn sie an die Fackel gelegt werden.“

„Spring - und lass dir auf dem Weg nach unten Flügel wachsen“

„Ich neige dazu zu glauben, dass Sie den Psychiater brauchen.“

„Niemand ist jemals gestorben, der eine Familie hatte.“

„Es war eine kleine Stadt an einem kleinen Fluß und einem kleinen See in einem kleinen Teil eines Staates im mittleren Westen.“

„Ich glaube nicht an den anthropomorphen Gott.“

„Man kann die Leute nicht zum Zuhören bringen.“

„Sag mir nicht, wie ich meinen Roman schreiben soll. Sag mir nicht, dass du ein besseres Ende dafür hast. Ich habe keine Zeit dafür.“

„Drei Dinge sind in Ihrem Kopf: Erstens alles, was Sie vom Tag Ihrer Geburt bis jetzt erlebt haben.“

„Nachdem ich Sie gründlich verwirrt habe, lassen Sie mich innehalten, um Ihren eigenen bestürzten Schrei zu hören.“

„Die Retter Gottes feiern das Leben in der Welt.“

„Bibliotheken haben mich großgezogen.“

“It didn't come from the Government down. There was no dictum, no declaration, no censorship, to start with, no! Technology, mass exploitation, and minority pressure carried the trick, thank God.”

“The world, like a great iris of an even more gigantic eye, which has also just opened and stretched out to encompass everything, stared back at him.”

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

“I'd like to know what a place iswhen I'm. I'd like to be.”

“There must me something in books, things we can't imagine.”

“Those who don't build must burn. It's as old as history and juvenile delinquents.”

“I think the sun is a flower,
That blooms for just one hour.”

“It was in their friendship they just wanted to run forever, shadow and shadow.”

“So in sum, what are we? We are the creatures that know and know too much. That leaves us with such a burden again we have a choice, to laugh or cry. No other animal does either. We do, depending on the season and the need.”

“Impossible; for how many people did you know who refracted your own light to you?”

“When rivers flooded, when fire fell from the sky, what a fine place the library was, the many rooms, the books. With luck, no one found you. How could they!--when you were off to Tanganyika in '98, Cairo in 1812, Florence in 1492!?”

“Are you happy?" she [Clarisse] said. "Am I what?" he [Montag] cried. But she was gone- running in the moonlight. Her front door shut gently.”

“Every story I've written was written because I had to write it. Writing stories is like breathing for me; it is my life.”

“Miraculously, smoke curled out of his own mouth, his nose, his ears, his eyes, as if his soul had been extinguished within his lungs at the very moment the sweet pumpkin gave up its incensed ghost.”

“Good to evil seems evil”

“He knew what the wind was doing to them, where it was taking them, to all the secret places that were never so secret again in life.”

“There is no future for e-books, because they are not books. E-books smell like burned fuel.”

“It takes writing a billion bad words before you get to the good ones.”

“A book has got smell. A new book smells great. An old book smells even better. An old book smells like ancient Egypt.”

“You ask Why to a lot of things and you wind up very unhappy indeed, if you keep at it. The poor girl's better off dead”

“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.”