“And A Last Thought From Tom: O Mr. Moundshroud, Will We EVER Stop Being Afraid Of Nights And Death?

"That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and mid-nights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal-bins, closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts."  -Ray Bradbury, "The October Country"

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

— Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes

*when i say girlie i mean it truly in a non gender specific way, this poll is for everyone!

**obviously everyone gets both headaches and stomach problems on occasion, this is about if you suffer from one or other of them notably more often!

pls reblog to get a bigger sample size!

It was September. In the last days when things are getting sad for no reason.

—Ray Bradbury

“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.”

— Ray Bradbury

“All graves are wrong graves when you come down to it,” he said. “No,” I said. “There are right graves and wrong ones, just as there are good times to die and bad times.”

—Ray Bradbury, The Kilimanjaro Device

June dawns, July noons, August evenings over, finished, done, and gone forever with only the sense of it all left here in his head. Now, a whole autumn, a white winter, a cool and greening spring to figure sums and totals of summer past.

Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

Advert for the film version of Fahrenheit 451 on a tram at St. Stephen’s Boulevard, Budapest, 1969. From the Budapest municipal photography company archive.

“The ability to fantasize is the ability to survive”, ink on paper, 2021. Dedicated to the mystical Ray Bradbury. Happy birthday to me