If we listened to our intellect, we’d never have a love affair. We’d never have a friendship. We’d never go into business, because we’d be cynical. Well, that’s nonsense. You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
(RIP Ray Bradbury)
I’m glad he lived to participate in the New Yorker’s SciFi issue - one of the best ever. But, seriously, RIP.