Quote by Ray Bradbury
We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, kn

We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out. – Ray Bradbury

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I hate all politics. I dont like either political party. One should not belong to them – one should be an individual, standing in the middle. Anyone that belongs to a party stops thinking. – Ray Bradbury

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When I graduated from high school, it was during the Depression and we had no money. – Ray Bradbury

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A book has got smell. A new book smells great. An old book smells even better. An old book smells like ancient Egypt. – Ray Bradbury

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It is not enough to be industrious; so are the ants. What are you industrious about? – Henry David Thoreau, letter to H.G.O. Blake, 16 November 1857

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There is often less danger in the things we fear than in the things we desire. – John C. Collins

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Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know. – Pema Chödrön

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Am I not destroying my enemies when I make friends of them? – Abraham Lincoln

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If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his soul had really been there, and if he found that flower in his hand when he awake — Aye, what then? – Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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