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Farewell Summer

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Ray Bradbury
Ray Bradbury

Ray Bradbury, born on August 22, 1920, and died on June 5, 2012, was an influential American science fiction writer, playwright, and poet. His works are known for their unique imagination and profound philosophical insights, which have had a profound impact on the science fiction genre. more

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“So along the road those flowers spread that, when touched, give down a shower of autumn rust. By every path it looks as if a ruined circus had passed and loosed a trail of ancient iron at every turning of a wheel. The rust was laid out everywhere, strewn under trees and by riverbanks and near the tracks themselves where once a locomotive had gone but went no more. So flowered flakes and railroad track together turned to moulderings upon the rim of autumm.”

“Absolute confidence, absolute arrogance: her best shields and most beloved masks. “I hope His Majesty has a decent spread of food for me to eat while I’m being interrogated.” “Watch your mouth or the only thing you’ll be eating is hot coals.” “Do you actually make people do that?” His eyes narrowed. “What kind of person do you take me for?” “You are the Captain of the Guard of the most powerful man in the world. Wyrd knows what horrible things you’ve done to people.” “You must be nervous as hell if you’re resorting to taunting me.”

“Wenner’s unabashed idol worship had so often embarrassed them—starfucker, they grumbled behind his back—but now here he was with an actual Beatle. And Yoko! Who could deny this? The hirsute supercouple were smaller than anybody imagined, but John Lennon still towered over Jann Wenner, who at five six so often found himself gazing up at his heroes like a boy vampire.”

“Often I lose myself in the constellation of my own ideas, forever searching for point of illumination. But no matter where I look, I find you, shinning and bright, offering me what ever it is I seek, you are my one single star. My sun, my moon, my guide and direction, I know as long as I have you, I'll never lose my way. Even if I can not touch you, I know I will see you, feel you, from anywhere. If I need you I know where to find you”

“La mente es omnipresente, los acontecimientos de la vida no suceden aislados y la historia está siempre aumentando su volumen. El estado natural de la vida y de la mente es la complejidad. En este punto lo que el arte puede ofrecer (si puede ofrecer algo, me parece) es una ausencia de complejidad, un vacío a través del cual uno sea llevado a un estado de completa relajación mental. Después de ellos puede volverse a la complejidad de la vida otra vez, y puede no ser lo mismo, o quizás uno nunca vuelva, pero ése es un problema personal. La riqueza mental debe preocuparnos tanto como la riqueza física. ¿No dijo acaso Cristo que más fácil pasa un camello por el ojo de la aguja, que John Cage al cielo? Creo que es hermoso abandonar lo más posible lo que se tiene, tanto las posesiones mentales como las materiales porque obstruyen la mente. Es hermoso mantener la pobreza del ambiente, del sonido, del pensamiento, de las creencias. Es hermoso mantenerse pequeñita como un grano de arroz en vez de expandirse. Hágase dispensable, como el papel. Ver poco, oír poco, pensar, poco.”

“You have two choices,” Vance said. I stopped in the doorway to the hall and put my hands on my hips. “And those would be?” I asked. “We can talk or we can f**k.” My eyes rounded. Then they narrowed. I didn’t answer. “Though,” he went on, “I should tell you even if you pick talking, after we’re done, we’re still gonna f**k.” I frowned at him and leaned in. “You are too much,” I snapped. He ignored my threatening posture. “You don’t chose, I will, and I’ll pick f**king. We can talk after.”