1 I remember the newspapers dying like huge moths.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 2 Faber was a gray moth asleep in his ear, for the moment.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 3 The brush of a death's-head moth against a cold black screen.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 4 Turn the air conditioning on full in all the rooms and spray with moth spray if you have it.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 5 There sat Beatty, perspiring gently, the floor littered with swarms of black moths that had died in a single storm.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 6 He tried to piece it all together, to go back to the normal pattern of life a few short days ago before the sieve and the sand, Denham's Dentifrice, moth voices, fireflies, the alarms and excursions, too much for a few short days, too much, indeed, for a lifetime.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 7 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