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Obediently, the City Hall clock, the Baptist church clock, the Methodist, the Episcopalian, the Catholic church, all the clocks, struck twelve. The wind was seeded with Time. —Ray Bradbury/Something Wicked This Way Comes

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“Will!” His father savagely jabbed a finger at him and Jim. “Damn it, Willy, all this, all these, Mr. Dark and his sort, they like crying, my God, they love tears! Jesus God, the more you bawl, the more they … Continue reading

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Who has more pockets than a magician? A boy’s. Whose pockets contain more than a magicians? A boy’s. —Ray Bradbury/Something Wicked This Way Comes

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Strange, you shut your eyes, not to listen. —Ray Bradbury/Something Wicked This Way Comes

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Why, that if you’re a miserable sinner in one shape, you’re a miserable sinner in another. Changing size doesn’t change the brain. —Ray Bradbury/Something Wicked This Way Comes

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Death doesn’t exist. It never did, it never will. But we’ve drawn so many pictures of it, so many years, trying to pin it down, comprehend it, we’ve got to thinking of it as an entity, strangely alive and greedy. … Continue reading

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The stuff of nightmare is their plain bread. They butter it with pain. They set their clocks by death-watch beetles, and thrive the centuries. —Ray Bradbury/Something Wicked This Way Comes

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Why, most men jump at the chance to give up everything for nothing. There’s nothing we’re so slapstick with as our own immortal souls. —Ray Bradbury/Something Wicked This Way Comes

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A stranger is shot in the street, you hardly move to help. But if, half an hour before, you spent just ten minutes with the fellow and knew a little about him and his family, you might just jump in … Continue reading

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Nothing extraordinary about me except I’m fifty-four, which is always extraordinary to the man inside it. —Ray Bradbury/Something Wicked This Way Comes

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