Author of quotes: Ray Bradbury. Page 55

Nobody wants to die, no one waiting for her.

Here it is, life. Always the same: one is waiting for another, but it is not and no. Always love someone more than they love him. And there comes the hour when you want to destroy what you love so that it never tortured.

Ever since we learned to speak, we asked one: what is the meaning of life? All other questions are ridiculous, when death stands behind. But let us settle ten thousand worlds that revolve around strangers ten thousand suns, and have no reason to ask. Man there will be limits, as there are no limits to the universe. People will be eternal, like the universe. Some people will die as they have always died, but our history will reach unimaginable in the distance future, we will know what will survive in all times to come and become calm and confident, and this is the answer to that eternal question. We are given life, and at the very least we must keep this gift and pass on to our descendants ad infinitum. It is worth some work!

I know one thing: it's the end of the primary pores. Stone age, Bronze age, Iron age - now we are all that we find one common name: the century, when we walked the Earth and in the morning early in the morning listening to birds and almost cried with envy. Maybe we'll call this Earth age, or the Age of earth's gravity. Millions of years we have tried to overcome gravity. When we were amoebas and fish we struggled to get out of the waters of the ocean, so much so that we are not crushed by their own weight. Once on shore, we tried to straighten up and to the force of gravity will not break our new invention - the spine. We learned to walk, without stumbling, and run without falling. Millions of years gravity kept us home, and the wind and the clouds, grasshoppers and moths mocked us. That's what is most important today: the end of our old companion - the attraction, the age of attraction has passed forever. Don't know what will be considered the beginning of a new era - maybe the Persians, they dreamed of flying carpet, maybe the Chinese - they are, when celebrating a birthday or New year, launched into the sky fireworks and kites; and maybe the score will start in an hour, unknown to what minute or second. But now ends the era of the long and hard efforts, millions of years - they worked hard for we humans after all do us honor.

Maybe it's like in the old days, when people asked, why climb Everest? And people were saying then that it exists. I didn't know it. In my opinion, is not the answer.

I millions of years old, he told himself. I was born a minute ago. I was a half inch, no ten thousand miles. I lowered my eyes and can't see my legs, they are too far below.

Once in ancient times lived in the light of the stupid Phoenix. Every few hundred years, it was burned themselves at the stake. She must have been first cousin to man. But burned and every time she again rose from its ashes. We, the people, similar to this bird. However, we have an advantage over her. We know how stupid that is. We know all the nonsense made by us for a thousand years or more. And once we know and all this is recorded and we can look back and see the path that we've been through, then there is hope that someday we will cease to build these stupid burial bonfires and throw into the fire. Every new generation leaves us people who remember the mistakes of mankind.