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Quotes from Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
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1 Their faces grew haunted with silence.
2 Man, when I was younger I shoved my ignorance in people's faces.
3 Some of us have had plastic surgery on our faces and fingerprints.
4 The comfortable people want only wax moon faces, poreless, hairless, expressionless.
5 Above the hands, motionless faces that were only moved and tossed and flickered with firelight.
6 The faces around him were bearded, but the beards were clean, neat, and their hands were clean.
7 Montag tried to see the men's faces, the old faces he remembered from the firelight, lined and tired.
8 The other firemen waited behind him, in the darkness, their faces illumined faintly by the smoldering foundation.
9 Perhaps he had expected their faces to burn and glitter with the knowledge they carried, to glow as lanterns glow, with the light in them.
10 They turned, their faces like blanched meat, streaming sweat; he beat their heads, knocking off their helmets and bringing them down on themselves.
11 Montag said nothing but stood looking at the women's faces as he had once looked at the face of saints in a strange church he had entered when he was a child.
12 Montag looked at these men whose faces were sunburnt by a thousand real and ten thousand imaginary fires, whose work flushed their cheeks and fevered their eyes.
13 There had been a time two years ago when he had bet with the best of them, and lost a week's salary and faced Mildred's insane anger, which showed itself in veins and blotches.
14 He imagined thousands on thousands of faces peering into yards, into alleys, and into the sky, faces hid by curtains, pale, night-frightened faces, like gray animals peering from electric caves, faces with gray colorless eyes, gray tongues and gray thoughts looking out through the numb flesh of the face.
15 There was a silence gathered all about that fire and the silence was in the men's faces, and time was there, time enough to sit by this rusting track under the trees, and look at the world and turn it over with the eyes, as if it were held to the center of the bonfire, a piece of steel these men were all shaping.