15-year-old Ray Bradbury With Marlene Dietrich, 1935

“Sunsets we always liked because they only happen once and go away. “But, Lena, that’s sad.” No, if the sunset stayed and we got bored, that would be a real sadness.”

— Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine (Green Town, #1)

“A stranger is shot in the street, you hardly move to help. But if, half an hour before, you spent just ten minutes with the fellow and knew a little about him and his family, you might just jump in front of his killer and try to stop it. Really knowing is good. Not knowing, or refusing to know is bad, or amoral, at least.

You can’t act if you don’t know.”

Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes

Ray Bradbury (22 August 1920 – 5 June 2012)

“Why haven’t I stopped to think and smell the last thirty years?”

— Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes

“I don't know. We have everything we need to be happy, but we aren't happy. Something's missing."

— Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

raw vegetable hours

this poll is for things that you would conceivably eat on its own, with your hands, e.g., a plate of only carrots + dip. don't submit something like lettuce or something else that's just part of a salad because if you are just eating a bowl of lettuce and dressing with your bare hands you are lying

"My stories run up and bite me in the leg — I respond by writing them down — everything that goes on during the bite. When I finish, the idea lets go and runs off."

Ray Bradbury, science-fiction writer (22nd August 1920-2012)

"So the dragon ate the white swan. I haven’t seen her for years. I can’t even remember what she looks like. I feel her, though. She’s safe inside, still alive; the essential swan hasn’t changed a feather. Do you know, there are some mornings in spring or fall, when I wake and think, I’ll run across the fields into the woods and pick wild strawberries! Or I’ll swim in the lake, or I’ll dance all night tonight until dawn! And then, in a rage, discover I’m in this old and ruined dragon. I’m the princess in the crumbled tower, no way out, waiting for her Prince Charming."

Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

"It was a pleasure to burn."