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Garret? -llamo Stendahl en voz baja. Garret callo-. ?Sabe usted por que le hago esto? Porque quemo los libros del senor Poe sin haberlos leido. Le basto la opinion de los demas. Si hubiera leido los libros, habria adivinado lo que yo le iba a hacer, cuando bajamos hace un momento. La ignorancia es fatal, senor Garret.
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The Official was bending over his desk, staring at the sergeant. "May I ask you a question?" "Yes." "Have you ever thought you were Christ?" "I can't say that I have. But I have considered that God was good to me to let me find what I was looking for, if that's what you mean."
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religion
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34b52bf
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I'm antisocial,they say. I don't mix. It's so strange.I'm very social indeed. It all depends on what you mean by social, doesn't it? Social to me means talking to you about things like this." She rattled some chestnuts that had fallen off the tree in the front yard. "Or taking about how strange the world is. Being with people is nice."
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Somewherein him, a shadow turned mournfully over. You had to run with anightlike thisso the sadness could not hurt.
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eb03034
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Let the war turn off the families. Our civilization is flinging itself to pieces. Stand back from the centrifuge.
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The girl who had known the weather and never been burnt by fireflies, the girl who had known what dandelions meant rubbed off on your chin. Then, she would be gone.
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montag
gone
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2057662
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Maybe I don't have enough to do. Maybe I have time to think too much. Why don't we shut the whole house off for a few days and take a vacation?
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The old man would go on with this talking and this talking, drop by drop, stone by stone, flake by flake. His mind would well over at last and he would not be Montag any more, this the old man told him, assured him, promised him. He would be Montag-plus-Faber, fire plus water, and then, one day, after everything had mixed and simmered and worked away in silence, there would be neither fire nor water, but wine. Out of two separate and opposi..
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He balanced in space with the book in his sweating cold fingers.
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sweat
space
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573a6bd
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Empty the theaters save for clowns and furnish the rooms with glass walls and pretty colors running up and down the walls like confetti or blood or sherry or sauterne.
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Mrazia rimlianite s tiakhnoto status quo -- kazvashe toi. -- Nap'lni ochite si s chudesa, zhivei kato che li shche umresh sled deset sekundi. Opoznai sveta. Toi e po-fantastichen, otkolkoto vsiaka izfabrikuvana mechta, za koiato si davash parite. Ne iskai garantsii, ne iskai sigurnost -- takiva neshcha svet't ne poznava. I ako gi imashe, te bikha prilichali na golemiia lenivets, koito den sled den visi nadolu s glavata ot klona na niakoe d'..
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That's all science fiction was ever about. Hating the way things are, wanting to make things different.
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difference
science-fiction
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The Animal does not question lif. It lives. It's very reason for living is life; it enjoys and relishes life.
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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 back in the morning. If only...
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But that was another Mildred so deep inside this one, and so bothered, really bothered, that the two women had never met.
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Ray Bradbury |
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After all, when we had all the books we needed, we still insisted on finding the highest cliff to jump off. But we do need a breather. We do need knowledge. And perhaps in a thousand years we might pick smaller cliffs to jump off. Books
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Ray Bradbury |
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It's a lot of funnels and a lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not.
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Ray Bradbury |
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A woman's voice answered, "Hello?" Walter cried back at her, "Hello, oh Lord, hello!" "This is a recording," recited the woman's voice. "Miss Helen Arasumian is not home. Will you leave a message on the wire spool so she may call you when she returns? Hello? This is a recording. Miss Helen Arasumian is not home. Will you leave a message -" He hung up. He sat with his mouth twitching. On second thought he redialed that number. "When Miss Hel..
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loneliness
humor
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Over the years, they had destroyed all of him, removing hands, arms, and legs and leaving him with substitutes as delicate and useless as chess pieces. And now they were tampering with something more intangible--the memory; they were trying to cut the wires which led back into another year.
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Then, in the twentieth century, speed up your camera. Books cut shorter. Condensations, Digests, Tabloids. Everything boils down to the gag, the snap ending.
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Going away from the people who ate shadows for breakfast and steam for lunch and vapors for dinner.
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Ray Bradbury |
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You can't build a house without nails and wood. If you don't want a house built, hide the nails and wood. If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. Let him forget there is such a thing as war. If the government is inefficient, top-heavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests t..
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I would not see our candle blown out in the wind. It is a small thing, this dear gift of life handed us mysteriously out of immensity. I would not have that gift expire... If I seem to be beating a dead horse again and again, I must protest: No! I am beating, again and again, living man to keep him awake and move his limbs and jump his mind... What's the use of looking at Mars through a telescope, sitting on panels, writing books, if it isn..
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She had a very thin face like the dial of a small clock seen faintly in a dark room in the middle of a night when you waken to see the time and see the clock telling you the hour and the minute and the second, with a white silence and a glowing, all certainty and knowing what it has to tell of the night passing swiftly on toward further darknesses, but moving also toward a new sun.
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clock
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In the dim, wavering light, a page hung open and it was like a snowy feather, the words delicately painted thereon. In all the rush and fervor, Montag had only an instant to read a line, but it blazed in his mind for the next minute as if stamped there with fiery steel.
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power-of-words
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34890ac
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He was looking for a brightness, a resolve, a triumph over tomorrow that hardly seemed to be there. Perhaps he had expected their faces to burn and glitter with the knowledge they carried, to glow as lanterns glow, with the light in them...They weren't at all certain that the things they carried in their heads might make every future dawn glow with a purer light, they were sure of nothing save that the books were on file behind their quiet ..
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reality
purity
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Triabva da se nauchish kak da ne se vkopchvash, predi da se nauchish kak da pridobivash. Zhivot't triabva da b'de dokosvan, a ne udushavan. Triabva da se otpusnesh, poniakoga da ostaviash neshchata da se sluchvat, a drug p't da se dvizhish zaedno s tiakh. S'shcho kato s lodkite. Podd'rzhash motora vkliuchen, za da ia nasochvash po techenieto. I kogato chuesh shuma na vodopada vse po-blizo, raztrebvash v lodkata, slagash si nai-khubavata sha..
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You don't stay for nothing.
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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'm afraid of them and they don't like me because I'm afraid. My uncle says his grandfather remembered when children didn't kill each other. But that was a long time ago when they had things different.
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Ei bine, in definitiv, traim in epoca materialelor de unica folosinta. Omul de azi e ca un servetel de hartie. Iti sufli nasul pe cineva, faci haina cocolos si o arunci la toaleta, te duci la altul, sufli, faci cocolos, arunci. Fiecare foloseste poalele hainei altcuiva. Cum sa fii suporterul unei echipe locale cand nu cunoaste nici programul meciurilor si nici numele jucatorilor? Apropo, ce culoare de tricouri poarta cand ies pe teren?
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She didn't want to know -how- a thing was done, but -why-. That can be embarrassing. You ask Why to a lot of things and you wind up very unhappy indeed, if you keep at it. The poor girl's better off dead.
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By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.
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Ray Bradbury |
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Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.
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time
ray-bradbury
mgg
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He felt his smile slide away, melt, fold over and down on itself like a tallow skin, like the stuff of a fantastic candle burning too long and now collapsing and now blown out. Darkness. He was not happy. He was not happy. He said the words to himself. He recognized this as the true state of affairs. He wore his happiness like a mask and the girl had run off across the lawn with the mask and there was no way of going to knock on her door an..
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The things you're looking for, Montag, are in the world, but the only way the average chap will ever see ninety-nine percent of them is in a book.
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Le cose che voi cercate, Montag, sono su questa terra, ma il solo modo per cui l'uomo medio potra vederne il novantanove per cento sara un libro.
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books
citazioni
fahrenheit-451
italiano
letteratura
quotes
libri
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Well, I've kept you waiting long enough," he said, peering at me from that distance which drinking adds between people and which, at odd turns in the evening, seems closeness itself."
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drunk
intimacy
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4a673fb
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Montag said nothing but stood looking at the women's faces as he had once looked at the faces of saints in a strange church he had entered when he was a child. The faces of those enameled creatures meant nothing to him, though he talked to them and stood in that church for a long time, trying to know what that religion was, trying to get enough of the raw incense and special dust of the place into his lungs and thus into his blood to feel t..
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There was a crash like the falling parts of a dream fashioned out of warped glass, mirrors, and crystal prisms.
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nightmares
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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 thing like that, rather than any other thing about a night, all your life. Just holding hands can mean more, I believe it. When everything is repeated, and over, and familiar, it's the first things rather than the last that count.
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Feel," said Driscoll, his hands and arms out loosely. "Remember how you used to run when you were a kid, and how the wind felt. Like feathers on your arms. You ran and thought any minute you'd fly, but you never quite did."
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I never thought of God as humorous," said Father Stone. "The Creator of the platypus, the camel, the ostrich, and man? Oh, come now!"
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But most of all, I like to watch people. Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them and listen to them. I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they are going.
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Ray Bradbury |
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We'll go on the river. He looked at the old railroad tracks. Or we'll go that way. Or we'll walk on the highways now, and we'll have time to put things into ourselves. And some day, after it sets in us a long time, it'll come out our hands and our mouths. And a lot of it will be wrong, but just enough of it will be right. We'll just start walking today and see the world and the way the world walks around and talks, the way it really looks. ..
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