“The library, then, at seven-fifteen, seven-thirty, seven-forty-five of...” — Ray Bradbury Quote

“The library, then, at seven-fifteen, seven-thirty, seven-forty-five of a Sunday night, cloistered with great drifts of silence and transfixed avalanche of books poised like the cuneiform stones of eternity on shelves, so high the unseen snows of time fell all year there.”

“I have total recall. I remember being born. I remember being in the womb, I remember being inside. Coming out was great.”

“I often wonder if God recognizes His own son the way we've dressed him up, or is it dressed him down?”

“After Hiroshima was bombed, I saw a photograph of the side of a house with the shadows of the people who had lived there burned into the wall from the intensity of the bomb. The people were gone, but their shadows remained.”

“Burroughs is crap. Crap.”

“Cram them full of non-combustible data, chock them so damned full of 'facts' they feel stuffed, but absolutely 'brilliant' with information. Then they’ll feel they’re thinking, they’ll get a sense of motion without moving. And they’ll be happy, because facts of that sort don’t change. Don’t give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.”

“Temporality temporalizes as a future which makes present in the process of having been.”

“People always talk about how time flies; it's become sort of a colloquialism now. You don't really understand it until you reach your late 30s and early 40s - and I'm sure time will move even faster as I get older.”

“If you are working with no vision to be own your own boss, you are no different from people who are unemployed”

“Time warped, every minute its own eternity.”

“You can never know who you really are or what you can do until you discover yourself”

“Only in the created world is life and evolution possible in a real sense. Space creates distances and relations, and time is another type of measure. In this sense, the world would not be possible without space and time. The World beyond its “physical” realm is not measurable. Only things with form can exist, coexist, relate to one another, and have a duration.”