I would like [my epitaph] to read, and it’s going to take a lot of chiseling, it’s going to take a big stone, but it should read: Here lies a teller of tales. If he had lived ten centuries ago, you would have walked down a street in old Baghdad or in some Middle Eastern city and there among the menders of copper and the shapers of clay turned into a Street of the Story Tellers and found him seated there among the tellers of tales who have existed since men came out of caves. This is a proud heritage. This was his.
- Ray Bradbury
