1 Six more pages fell to the floor.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 2 Light the first page, light the second page.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 3 Faber turned the pages, stopping here and there to read.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 4 The hands tore the flyleaf and then the first and then the second page.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 5 Far away across town in the night, the faintest whisper of a turned page.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 6 Pick up that town, almost, and flip the pages, so many pages to a person.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 7 He walked over, read the last page, nodded, folded the script, and handed it back to her.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 8 His hands, by themselves, like two men working together, began to rip the pages from the book.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 9 In the dim, wavering light, a page hung open and it was like a snowy feather, the words delicately painted thereon.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 10 He tore the book open and flicked the pages and felt of them as if he were blind, he picked at the shape of the individual letters, not blinking.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 11 The parlor was dead and Mildred kept peering in at it with a blank expression as Montag paced the floor and came back and squatted down and read a page as many as ten times, aloud.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 12 They weren't at all certain that the things they carried in their heads might make every future dawn glow with a purer light, they were sure of nothing save that the books were on file behind their quiet eyes, the books were waiting, with their pages uncut, for the customers who might come by in later years, some with clean and some with dirty fingers.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright