1 The parlor was playing a dance tune.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 2 Well, I played the market and built all this and I've waited.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 3 Well, this is a play comes on the wall-to-wall circuit in ten minutes.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 4 I'll think I'm responding to the play, when it's only a tactile reaction to vibration.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 5 Montag, listen, only one way out, play it as a joke, cover up, pretend you aren't mad at all.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 6 If the drama is bad, if the film says nothing, if the play is hollow, sting me with the Theremin, loudly.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 7 It seemed so remote and no part of him; it was a play apart and separate, wondrous to watch, not without its strange pleasure.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 8 The people in this book, this play, this TV serial are not meant to represent any actual painters, cartographers, mechanics anywhere.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 9 Oh, there are many actors alone who haven't acted Pirandello or Shaw or Shakespeare for years because their plays are too aware of the world.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 2: The Sieve and the Sand 10 The tick of the playing cards on the greasy table top, all the sounds came to Montag, behind his closed eyes, behind the barrier he had momentarily erected.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 11 Only the man with the Captain's hat and the sign of the Phoenix on his hat, at last, curious, his playing cards in his thin hand, talked across the long room.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander 12 I cried because he would never do them again, he would never carve another piece of wood or help us raise doves and pigeons in the back yard or play the violin the way he did, or tell us jokes the way he did.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 3: Burning Bright 13 With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history.
Fahrenheit 451 By Ray BradburyContext In PART 1: The Hearth and the Salamander