1 His lips were scalded, but that was good.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 2 Look where they got you, in slime up to your lip.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 3 He felt his lips move, brushing the mouthpiece of the phone.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 4 The old man inserted a similar object in his own ear and moved his lips.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 5 The moon rose in the sky as Montag walked, his lips moving just a trifle.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 6 She was an expert at lip reading from ten years of apprenticeship at Seashell ear-thimbles.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 7 He felt beaten unmercifully on brow, eyes, nose, lips, chin, on shoulders, on upflailing arms.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 8 That was his idiot thought as he stood shivering in the dark, and let his lips go on moving and moving.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 9 Her cheeks were very pink and her lips were very fresh and full of color and they looked soft and relaxed.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 10 A special spot-wavex-scrambler also caused his televised image, in the area immediately about his lips, to mouth the vowels and consonants beautifully.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 11 And then the Government, seeing how advantageous it was to have people reading only about passionate lips and the fist in the stomach, circled the situation with your fire-eaters.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 12 He felt her there, he saw her without opening his eyes, her hair burnt by chemicals to a brittle straw, her eyes with a kind of cataract unseen but suspect far behind the pupils, the reddened pouting lips, the body as thin as a praying mantis from dieting, and her flesh like white bacon.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander