"How talented was death. How many expressions..." - Quote by Ray Bradbury
How talented was death. How many expressions and manipulations of hand, face, body, no two alike.
More by Ray Bradbury
“Every story I've written was written because I had to write it. Writing stories is like breathing for me; it is my life.”
“I don't write science fiction. I've only done one science fiction book and that's Fahrenheit 451, based on reality. Science fiction is a depiction of the real. Fantasy is a depiction of the unreal.”
“Let the world burn through you. Throw the prism light, white hot, on paper.”
More on Death
“Watch any plant or animal and let it teach you acceptance of what is, surrender to the Now. Let it teach you Being. Let it teach you integrity — which means to be one, to be yourself, to be real. Let it teach you how to live and how to die, and how not to make living and dying into a problem.”
“In me thou see'st the twilight of such day As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by and by black night doth take away Death's second self, that seals up all in rest. -Sonnet 73”
“In the midst of death life persists.”
More on Human Condition
“I think so many people live their whole life in fear and doubt and shame.”
“Description of man: dependence, longing for independence, need.”
“Man, when living, is soft and tender; when dead, he is hard and tough. All animals and plants when living are tender and delicate; when dead they become withered and dry. Therefore it is said: the hard and tough are parts of death; the soft and tender are parts of life.”