It's important to read a book, but also to hold the book, to smell the book... it's perfume, it's incense, it's the dust of Egypt... - Ray Bradbury

The Martians were there — in the canal — reflected in the water.... The Martians stared back up at them for a long, long silent time from the rippling water....

People ask me to predict the future, when all I want to do is prevent it. Better yet, build it. Predicting the future is much too easy, anyway. You look at the people around you, the street you stand on, the visible air you breathe, and predict more of the same. To hell with more. I want better.

“Ain’t there a real fine smell?” said the taxi driver. “Just delivered five dozen loaves!”
“That,” said the young man, “is the perfume of Eden on the first morn.”