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Quotes from Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
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1 He stood and he had only one leg.
2 Leg out, leg down, leg out and down.
3 And the leg was at last his own leg again.
4 He lay where he had fallen and sobbed, his legs folded, his face pressed blindly to the gravel.
5 He was afraid to get up, afraid he might not be able to gain his feet at all, with an anesthetized leg.
6 He put out his legs as far as they would go and down and then far out again and down and back and out and down and back.
7 Even now it seemed to want to get back at him and finish the injection which was now working through the flesh of his leg.
8 Silently, Granger arose, felt of his arms and legs, swearing, swearing incessantly under his breath, tears dripping from his face.
9 Below, the Hound had sunk back down upon its eight incredible insect legs and was humming to itself again, its multifaceted eyes at peace.
10 He waded in and stripped in darkness to the skin, splashed his body, arms, legs, and head with raw liquor; drank it and snuffed some up his nose.
11 It made a single last leap into the air coming down at Montag from a good three feet over his head, its spidered legs reaching, the procaine needle snapping out its single angry tooth.
12 He hobbled around the ruins, seizing at his bad leg when it lagged, talking and whimpering and shouting directions at it and cursing it and pleading with it to work for him now when it was vital.
13 Light flickered on bits of ruby glass and on sensitive capillary hairs in the nylonbrushed nostrils of the creature that quivered gently, gently, its eight legs spidered under it on rubber-padded paws.
14 Half an hour later, cold, and moving carefully on the tracks, fully aware of his entire body, his face, his mouth, his eyes stuffed with blackness, his ears stuffed with sound, his legs prickled with burrs and nettles, he saw the fire ahead.
15 He felt it scrabble and seize his leg and stab the needle in for a moment before the fire snapped the Hound up in the air, burst its metal bones at the joints, and blew out its interior in a single flushing of red color like a skyrocket fastened to the street.
16 The pains were spikes driven in the kneecap and then only darning needles and then only common ordinary safety pins, and after he had shagged along fifty more hops and jumps, filling his hand with slivers from the board fence, the prickling was like someone blowing a spray of scalding water on that leg.