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Ray Bradbury

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I wonder how many men, hiding their youngness, rise as I do, Saturday mornings, filled with the hope that Bugs Bunny, Yosemite Sam and Daffy Duck will be there waiting as our one true always and forever salvation?
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"Why Cartoons Are Forever", Los Angeles Times (3 December 1989)

 
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