1 His mouth was sucked dry from running.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 2 The leaf piles flew up in a dry shower.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 3 The books lay like great mounds of fishes left to dry.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 4 His throat was burnt rust and his eye were wept dry with running.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 5 The trees overhead made a great sound of letting down their dry rain.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 6 He washed his hands and face and toweled himself dry, making little sound.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 7 There must have been a billion leaves on the land; he waded in them, a dry river smelling of hot cloves and warm dust.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 8 The police helicopters were rising so far away that it seemed someone had blown the gray head off a dry dandelion flower.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 9 Millie was not here and the Hound was not here, but the dry smell of hay blowing from some distant field put Montag on the land.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 10 Montag and Beatty stared, one with dry satisfaction, the other with disbelief, at the house before them, this main ring in which torches would be juggled and fire eaten.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 11 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.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 12 He could feel the Hound, like autumn, come cold and dry and swift, like a wind that didn't stir grass, that didn't jar windows or disturb leaf shadows on the white sidewalks as it passed.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 13 Now, the dry smell of hay, the motion of the waters, made him think of sleeping in fresh hay in a lonely barn away from the loud highways, behind a quiet farmhouse, and under an ancient windmill that whirred like the sound of the passing years overhead.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 14 Somewhere the saving and putting away had to begin again and someone had to do the saving and keeping, one way or another, in books, in records, in people's heads, any way at all so long as it was safe, free from moths, silverfish, rust and dry rot, and men with matches.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright