1 You're afraid of making mistakes.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 2 He washed his hands and face and toweled himself dry, making little sound.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 3 He had felt that a moment prior to his making the turn, someone had been there.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 4 The men were making too much noise, laughing, joking, to cover her terrible accusing silence below.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 5 They stood with the cigarette smoke curling around their noses and into their eyes without making them blink or squint.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 6 They don't know that this is all one huge big blazing meteor that makes a pretty fire in space, but that some day it'll have to hit.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 7 How strange, strange, to want to die so much that you let a man walk around armed and then instead of shutting up and staying alive, you go on yelling at people and making fun of them until you get them mad, and then.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 8 We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, some day we'll stop making the goddam funeral pyres and jumping in the middle of them.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 9 Any man who can take a TV wall apart and put it back together again, and most men can, nowadays, is happier than any man who tries to slide rule, measure, and equate the universe, which just won't be measured or equated without making man feel bestial and lonely.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 10 She talked to him for what seemed a long while and she talked about this and she talked about that and it was only words, like the words he had heard once in a nursery at a friend's house, a two-year-old child building word patterns, talking jargon, making pretty sounds in the air.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander