Charitably... I think... sometimes, perhaps, one must change or die. And, in the end, there were, perhaps, limits to how much he could let himself change.

Ray Bradbury was not ahead of his time. He was perfectly of his time, and more than that: he created his time and left his mark on the time that followed.

Mr. Vandemar showed them his teeth, demonstrating his sunny and delightful disposition. It was unquestionably the most horrible thing Richard had ever seen.

Be boring, knowing everything. You have to give all that stuff up if you're going to muck about here.

Only the phoenix rises and does not descend. And everything changes. And nothing is truly lost.

That doesn't happen," she explained. "Stars fall. They don't go back up again." "You could be the first," he told her.

Sometimes big things happen, and they echo. Those echoes crash across worlds. They are the ripples in the fabric of things. Often they manifest as storms. Reality is a fragile thing, after all.