Ray Bradbury

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together.

First you jump off the cliff and build your wings on the way down.

A good night sleep, or a ten minute bawl, or a pint of chocolate ice cream, or all three together, is good medicine.

Too late, I found you can't wait to become perfect, you got to go out and fall down and get up with everybody else.

You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.

There must be something in books, something we can’t imagine, to make a woman stay in a burning house; there must be something there. You don’t stay for nothing.

Your intuition knows what to write, so get out of the way.

Why is it," he said, one time, at the subway entrance, "I feel I've known you so many years?""Because I like you," she said, "and I don't want anything from you.

Don't think. Thinking is the enemy of creativity. It's self-conscious and anything self-conscious is lousy. You can't "try" to do things. You simply "must" do things.

Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.

But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. It can't last.

The sun burnt every day. It burnt time.

The books are to remind us what asses and fools we are.

Don't ask for guarantees. And don't look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.

The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.

Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.

We are an impossibility in an impossible universe.

It doesn't matter what you do...so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away.