Action is hope. There is no hope without action.

How men envy and often hate these warm clocks, these wives, who know they will live forever. So what do we do? We men turn terribly mean, because we can't hold to the world or ourselves or anything. We are blind to continuity, all breaks down, falls, melts, stops, rots, or runs away. So, since we cannot shape Time, where does that leave men? Sleepless. Staring.

I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough, it’ll make sense.

I have four daughters and eight grandchildren. My soul lives on in them. That's immortality. That's the only immortality I care about.

I don't tell anyone how to write and no one tells me.

There's no reason to burn books if you don't read them.

I'm not a science-fiction writer. I've only written one book that's science fiction, and that's Fahrenheit 451. All the others are fantasy.