Isn't this a nice time of night to walk? I like to smell things and look at things, and sometimes stay up all night, walking, and watch the sun rise.
If there were no war, if there was peace in the world, I'd say fine, have fun! But, Montag, you mustn't go back to being just a fireman. All isn't well with the world.
If only someone else's flesh and brain and memory. If only they could have taken her mind along to the dry cleaner's and emptied the pockets and steamed and cleansed it and reblocked it and brought it...
I'm seventeen and I'm crazy. My uncle says the two always go together. When people ask your age, he said, always say seventeen and insane.
I'm afraid of children my own age. They kill each other. Did it always use to be that way? My uncle says no. Six of my friends have been shot in the last year alone. Ten of them died in car wrecks. I'...
I'll burn, he thought, and be scattered in ashes all over the continental lands. I'll be put to use. Just a little bit, but ashes are ashes and they'll add to the land.
I take this continent with me into the grave.
I remember the newspapers dying like huge moths. No one wanted them back. No one missed them.
I never in my life argued with a piece of cake or a bowl of ice cream.
I have not so much thought my way through life as done things and found what it was and who I was after the doing.
I guess I'm everything they say I am, all right. I haven't any friends. That's supposed to prove I'm abnormal. But everyone I know is either shouting or dancing around like wild or beating up one anot...
I found you can’t wait to become perfect, you got to go out and fall down and get up with everybody else.
I feel like I’ve been saving up a lot of things, and I don’t know what.
I don't want to change sides and just be told what to do. There's no reason to change if I do that.
I circumnavigate each cell in youYour merest molecule is right and trueLook there for destinies indelible and fineAnd rare.Ten thousand futures share your blood each instant;Each drop of blood a clone...
I buoni scrittori toccano spesso la vita. I mediocri la sfiorano con una mano fuggevole. I cattivi scrittori la sforzano e l'abbandonano. Capite ora perché i libri sono odiati e temuti? Perché rivelan...
I been figuring, what to put in. Motion pictures? Radios? Stereoscopic viewers? All those in one place so any man can run his hand over it and smile and say, ‘Yes, sir, that’s happiness.
Hiç de anayasanın dediği gibi kisme eşit ve özgür doğmamıştır,herkes eşit yapılır. Her insan bir diğerinin sureti olunca herkes mutlu olur,ortada çekinilecek korkulacak,herkesin kendisini yargılamasın...
His destiny is in his genes. He can no more ignore this call, this summons, than he can ignore the beating of his heart. So it is with Man’s becoming more than he now is. Not Superman, assuredly, for...
Her face was slender and milk-white, and in it was a kind of gentle hunger that touched over everything with tireless curiosity. It was a look, almost, of pale surprise; the dark eyes were so fixed to...