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I had no way to stop . I did not write Fahrenheit 451, it wrote me.
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451deg Fahrenheit: la temperatura a la que el papel de los libros se inflama y arde.
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Diado mi kazvashe, che vseki triabva da ostavi neshcho sled sebe si, kogato umre. Dete ili kniga, ili kartina, ili k'shcha, ili stena, koiato e postroil, ili chift obuvki, koito e izrabotil. Ili p'k gradina, koiato e posadil. Neshcho, do koeto r'kata ti se e dokosnala po tak'v nachin, che da ima k'de da otide dushata ti, kogato umresh. I kogato khorata poglednat d'rvoto ili tsveteto, koito si posadil, shche te vidiat v tiakh. Niama znacheni..
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had begun to cry, not at death but at the thought of not crying at death, a silly empty man
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The nightmare of living was begun.
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Be pragmatic, then. If you're not happy with the way your writing has gone, you might give my method a try. If you do, I think you might easily find a new definition for Work. And the word is LOVE. 1973
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Deep, deep down in the deepest Deeps. Isn't that a word now, Johnny, a real word, it says so much: the Deeps. There's all the coldness and darkness and deepness in the world in a word like that.
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You just won't admit you like crying, too. You cry just so long and everything's fine. And there's your happy ending. And you're ready to go back out and walk around with folks again. And it's the start of gosh-knows-what-all! Any time now, Mr. Forrester will think it over and see it's just the only way and have a good cry and then look around and see it's morning again, even though it's five in the afternoon.
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Se si potesse portare la mente in una lavanderia a secco, vuotare le tasche, ripulire a vapore, rimetterla in sesto e tornare a prenderla la mattina dopo. Se solo... Montag
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That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain... .
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Even now he could feel the start of the long journey, the leave taking, the going away from the self he had been.
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Ei, si lucrurile produse in serie au devenit mai simple. Odinioara, cartile ii interesau doar pe cativa oameni, risipiti ici, colo. Le dadea mana sa fie altfel decat ceilalti. Lumea era incapatoare. Dar dupa aceea lumea s-a umplut de ochi, de coate, de guri. Populatia a crescut de doua ori, de trei ori, de patru ori. Filmele si radioul, revistele si cartile au devenit toate o apa si-un pamant, un fel de coca facuta dupa aceeasi reteta.
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He knew it would take as many years as could think of now to forget the tracks, no matter how deeply buried. Some morning in autumn, spring, or winter he kn he'd wake and, if he didn't go near the window, if he just lay deep and snug and warm, in his bed, he would hear it, faint and far away. And around the bend of the morning street, up the avenue, between the even rows of sycamore, elm and maple, it the quietness before the start of livin..
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Lord, he thought, I can hardly wait. He laughed out loud. When was the last time you said that? When you were a kid, could hardly wait, had a list of hard-to-wait-for things. Christmas, my God, was always a billion miles off. Easter? Half a million. Halloween? Dear sweet Halloween, pumpkins, running, yelling, rapping windows, ringing doorbells, and the mask, cardboard smelling hot with breath over your face. All Hallows! The best. But a lif..
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Clarisse would have ignored him if it were not for the fact that as she passed, he took something long, white and oddly familiar from his coat and proceeded to chew on it, as on a peppermint stick. Its end devoured, his extraordinary tongue darted within the white confection, sucking out the filling, making contented noises. He was still crunching his goody as she proceeded up the sidewalk to her house, turned the doorknob and walked in. "D..
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And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for all the things he did. I was crying because he would never do them again...
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Colored people don't like Little Black Sambo. Burn it. White people don't feel good about Uncle Tom's Cabin. Burn it. Someone's written a book on tobacco and cancer of the lungs? The cigarette people are weeping? Burn the book. Serenity, Montag. Peace, Montag. Take your fight outside. Better yet, into the incinerator. Funerals are unhappy and pagan? Eliminate them, too. Five minutes after a person is dead he's on his way to the Big Flue, th..
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Magic, you say?" asked Douglas. "Magic six ways from Sunday." "You believe it?" "Yes I do and no I don't." --
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Stuff your eyes with wonders [...]live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds.
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Oh, they don't miss me," she said. "I'm anti-social, 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 about things like this." She rattled some chestnuts that had fallen off the tree in the front yard. "Or talking about how strange the world is. Being with people is nice. But I don't think it's social to get a bunch of people together and then n..
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everything tried to get its living done in the brief hour of respite. It
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But most of all," she said, "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're going. Sometimes I even go to the Fun Parks and ride in the jet cars when they race on the edge of town at midnight and the police don't care as long as they're insured. As long as everyone has ten thousand insurance everyone's happy. Sometim..
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Don't see so much, Chris, your mind is too big for your body.' I got a war on between a mind that wants things my body can't give it.
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My heart stopped talking because it didn't want to talk anymore for a while.
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I remember once, when I lived in the Capital for a month and bought the paper fresh each day, I went wild with love, anger, irritation, frustration; all of the passions boiled in me. I was young. I exploded at everything I saw. But then I saw what I was doing: I was believing what I read. Have you noticed? You believe a paper printed on the very day you buy it? This has happened but only an hour ago, you think! It must be true.' He shook hi..
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Por sorte, esquisitos como ela sao raros. Sabemos como podar a maioria deles quando ainda sao brotos, no comeco. Nao se pode construir uma casa sem pregos e madeira. Se voce nao quiser que se construa uma casa, esconda os pregos e a madeira. Se nao quiser um homem politicamente infeliz, nao lhe de os dois lados de uma questao para resolver; de-lhe apenas um. Melhor ainda, nao lhe de nenhum. Deixe que ele se esqueca de que ha uma coisa como ..
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Strange. Half my years afraid of life. The other half, afraid of death. Always some kind of afraid.
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It's the Lord's space and the Lord's worlds in space, Father. We must not try to take our cathedrals with us, when all we need is an overnight case.
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Loro crederanno di pensare, avranno l'impressione del movimento anche se non si muovono affatto. E tutti saranno felici perche i fatti di quel genere non cambiano. Non dargli armi sdrucciolevoli come filosofia, sociologia o altri strumenti per collegare le cose, perche e la che si annida la malinconia. Chiunque sappia smontare una parete TV e ricostruirla, cosa che oggi la maggior parte degli uomini sa fare, e piu felice di chi cerca di cal..
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Dad read the stereo-newspapers inserted into the special hat you put on your head and which turned the microscopic page in front of the magnifying lens if you blinked three times in succession.
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As if hypnotized, he felt his gaze rise again to the old highway which swept by with winds that smelled a billion years ago. Great bursts of headlight arrived, then cut away in departures of red taillight, like schools of small bright fish darting in the wake of sharks and blind-traveling whales. The lights sank away and were lost in the black hills. Charlie
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She wanted the boy put in a vise and squashed. She wanted him reamed and punctured and given the laying-on-of-hands. To be beaten from playground to kindergarten, to grammar school, to junior high, to high school. If he was lucky, in high school, the beatings and sadisms would refine themselves, the sea of blood and spittle would drain back down the shore of years and Jim would be left upon the edge of maturity, with God knows what outlook ..
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Any time now, Mr. Forrester will think it over and see it's just the only way and have a good cry and then look around and see it's morning again, even though it's five in the afternoon.
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it's just how you look at it, Charlie. Things are what you want them to be.
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Cartile nu erau decat un fel de receptacul in care oamenii inmagazinau o multime de cunostinte pe care se temeau c-ar putea sa le uite. Nu e nimic magic in carti; magic e doar ceea ce spun cartile si insusi faptul ca in ele peticele universului sunt insailate intr-un vesmant pe masura noastra.
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You want to cry some more, go on ahead. I did the same last night." "You, sir?" "God's truth. Thinking of everything ahead. Both sides figuring the other side will just give up, and soon, and the war done in weeks, and us all home. Well, that's not how it's going to be. And maybe that's why I cried."
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So much depends, of course, on what the individual hears when he gives himself over to the electronic tides breaking on the shore of his Seashell. The voice of conscience and reason? An echo of morality? A new thought? A fresh idea? A morsel of philosophy? Or bias, hatred, fear, prejudice, nightmare, lies, half-truths, and suspicions? Or, perhaps even worse, the sound of one emptiness striking hollowly against yet another and another emptin..
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But are we strong enough?" wondered Blackwood. "How strong is strong? They won't be prepared for us, at least. They haven't the imagination. Those clean young rocket men with their antiseptic bloomers and fish-bowl helmets, with their new religion. About their necks, on gold chains, scalpels. Upon their heads, a diadem of microscopes. In their holy fingers, steaming incense urns which in reality are only germicidal ovens for steaming out su..
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Where strangers scanned each other's faces and found yesterday's sunrise instead of tomorrow's midnight.
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But no man's a hero to himself. I've lived with me a lifetime. Will. I know everything worth knowing about myself--
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Now, with the message sent, the words said, she wanted to call them back, to censor, to rearrange them, to make a prettier sentence, a fairer explanation of her soul.
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They peered at him with their shining honey warm molasses-brown eyes. Their smiles, the white smiles pinned to their faces, were wide as all of summer.
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And when a man talks from his heart, in his moment of truth, he speaks poetry.
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What do we want in this country, above all? People want to be happy, isn't that right? Haven't you heard it all your life? I want to be happy, people say. Well, aren't they? Don't we keep them moving, don't we give them fun? That's all we live for, isn't it? For pleasure, for titillation? And you must admit our culture provides plenty of these.
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