Quote by: Ray Bradbury

...trees to cool the towns in the boiling summer, trees to hold back the winter winds. There were so many things a tree could do: add color, provide shade, drop fruit, or become a children's playground, a whole sky universe to climb and hang from; an architecture of food and pleasure, that was a tree. But most of all the trees would distill an icy air for the lungs, and a gentle rustling for the ear when you lay nights in your snowy bed and were gentled to sleep by the sound.


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Author Bio


  • NameRay Bradbury
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • BornAugust 23, 1920
  • DiedJune 5, 2012
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionScreenwriter; Novelist; Poet; Writer
  • WorksFahrenheit 451; The Martian Chronicles; Something Wicked This Way Comes
  • AwardsNational Medal Of Arts; Prometheus Award - Hall Of Fame