I’m beating myself up for not reading this book when it arrived on my front porch months ago. I’m in love.
“The thing that makes me happy is that I know that on Mars, two hundred years from now, my books are going to be read. They’ll be up on dead Mars with no atmosphere. And late at night, with a flashlight, some little boy is going to peek under the covers and read The Martian Chronicles on Mars.”
— Jul 15, 2020 10:24PM
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