1 Montag placed the green bullet in his ear.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 2 He picked up a small green metal object no larger than a.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 3 Again he found himself thinking of the green park a year ago.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 4 Beatty switched the green bullet off and thrust it in his pocket.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 5 It drank up the green matter that flowed to the top in a slow boil.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 6 The Mechanical Hound leapt up in its kennel, its eyes all green flame.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 7 So I haven't another green bullet, the right kind, to put in your head.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 8 The green bullet in which Faber's voice whispered and cried fell to the sidewalk.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 9 He kept moving his hand and dropping books, small ones, fairly large ones, yellow, red, green ones.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 10 And, again, he saw himself in a green park talking to an old man, a very old man, and the wind from the park was cold, too.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 11 They had sat in the green soft light without saying a word for a moment and then Montag talked about the weather and then the old man responded with a pale voice.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 12 Behind her the walls of the room were flooded with green and yellow and orange fireworks sizzling and bursting to some music composed almost completely of trap drums, tom-toms, and cymbals.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 13 He felt so suddenly shocked by this that he felt Faber was really dead, baked like a roach in that small green capsule shoved and lost in the pocket of a man who was now nothing but a frame skeleton strung with asphalt tendons.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 14 His name was Faber, and when he finally lost his fear of Montag, he talked in a cadenced voice, looking at the sky and the trees and the green park, and when an hour had passed he said something to Montag and Montag sensed it was a rhymeless poem.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand