Until they stood at last by a crumbling wall, looking up and up and still farther up at the great tombyard top of the old house. For that's what it seemed. The high mountain peak of the mansion was li...
A Witch is born out of the true hungers of her time. I am a child of the poisonous wind that copulated with the river on an oil-slick, garbage infested midnight. I turn about on my own parentage. I in...
A man had to think them up. A man had to take a long time to put them down on paper. And I’d never even thought that thought before.
Ah, art! Ah, life! The pendulum swinging back and forth, from complex to simple, again to complex. From romantic to realistic, back to romantic.
All the time he had been talking his hands had wandered over the Illustrations, as if to adjust their frames, to brush away dust- the motions of a connoisseur, an art patron.
Ama biz arkadaşız, dedi Douglas çaresizce. Her zaman öyle kalacağız, dedi John.
And he remembered thinking then that if she died, he was certain he wouldn't cry. For it would be the dying of an unknown, a street face, a newspaper image, and it was suddenly so very wrong that he b...
And just holding her hand would be good. Can you understand that? Do you know that holding someone's hand can be `the' thing? Such a thing that your hands move while not moving. You can remember a thi...
And when the war's over, someday, some year, the books can be written again, the people will be called in, one by one, to recite what they know and we'll set it up in type until another Dark Age, when...
Are you happy? she [Clarisse] said. Am I what? he [Montag] cried. But she was gone- running in the moonlight. Her front door shut gently.
As soon as things get difficult, I walk away. That’s the great secret of creativity. You treat ideas like cats: you make them follow you. If you try to approach a cat and pick it up, hell, it won’t le...
Books were only one type of recepticle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget.There is nothing magical in them, at all.The magic is only in what books say, how they stitches th...
But why, Mr. Stendahl, why all this? What obsessed you? Bureaucracy, Mr. Garrett. But I haven’t time to explain. The government will discover soon enough. He nodded to the ape. All right. Now. The ape...
Chapter 31 NOTHING MUCH else happened, all the rest of that night.
Come on now, we’re going to go build a mirror factory first and put out nothing but mirrors for the next year and take a long look in them.
Cuando muere, todo el mundo debe dejar algo detrás, decía mi abuelo. Un hijo, unlibro, un cuadro, una casa, una pared levantada o un par de zapatos. O un jardínplantado. Algo que tu mano tocará de un...
Grandfather's been dead for all these years, but if you lifted my skull, byGod, in the convolutions of my brain you'd find the big ridges of his thumbprint. He touched me.As I said earlier, he was a s...
Happiness is important. Fun is everything. And yet I kept sitting there saying to myself, I'm not happy, I'm not happy.
He saw himself in her eyes, suspended in two shining drops of bright water, himselfdark and tiny, in fine detail, the lines about his mouth, everything there, as if her eyeswere two miraculous bits of...
He was part of us and when he died, all the actions stopped dead and there was no one to do them just the way he did. He was individual. He was an important man.
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