~ an excerpt from Ray Bradbury’s, Fahrenheit 451

‎”Some day the load we’re carrying with us may help someone. But even when we had the books on hand, a long time ago, we didn’t use what we got out of them.  We went right on insulting the dead.  We went right on spitting in the graves of all the poor ones who died before us.  We’re going to meet a lot of lonely people in the next week and the next month and the next year.  And when they ask us what we’re doing, you can say, We’re remembering.  That’s where we’ll win out in the long run.  And some day we’ll remember so much that we’ll build the biggest goddamn steam-shovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in and cover it up.  Come on now, we’re going to go build a mirror-factory first and put out nothing but mirrors for the next year and take a long look in them.“

BREAKING: Ray Bradbury passed away today at age 91.

“The good writers touch life often.  The mediocre ones run a quick hand over her.  The bad ones rape her and leave her for the flies.” – Ray Bradbury

You, sir were a damn good writer.  Thank you for touching my life, Ray. RIP