Bradbury writes a sort of science fiction that comes from the heart. He writes about the feelings and senses of the people caught in situations caused by science. People on space-ships, operating machines, on other planets, in a fever, at a time when books are burnt. But his magic is recounting the pressures, fears and joys that influence the behaviour of his subjects. He finds stories and aspects worthy of consideration in the most unlikely places, a prarie station, a barbers shop, a Victorian sick-room and even on a blasted heath where knights in armour await the arrival of a deadly dragon which in another era is the Flying Scotsman on its way to Edinburgh Waverley.

Ray Bradbury’s imagination and creative power have produced several novels and many short stories. I have listed the title I remember best but reading any collection of his short stories will turn up little treasures.