Quote by Ray Bradbury

I donâ€™t need an alarm clock. My ideas wake me.

I donâ€™t need an alarm clock. My ideas wake me.

Summary

This quote suggests that the person's mind is constantly flowing with imaginative and innovative ideas. They are so internally motivated and enthusiastic about their ideas that they don't require an external alarm to wake up in the morning. The quote implies that the individual's creative thoughts and aspirations serve as their primary source of inspiration, driving them forward and prompting them to take action. It portrays a profound sense of self-motivation and an intense connection to their own thoughts and ideas.

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By Ray Bradbury

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