ray bradbury

There are too many of us, he thought. There are billions of us and that’s too many. Nobody knows anyone. Strangers come and violate you. Strangers come and cut your heart out. Strangers come and take your blood. Good God, who were those men? I never saw them before in my life!

Ray Bradbury

That’s the great secret of creativity. You treat ideas like cats: you make them follow you.

Ray Bradbury

I don’t try to describe the future. I try to prevent it.

Ray Bradbury

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