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Farenheit 451 Quotes

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Ray Bradbury
“I'm seventeen and I'm crazy. My uncle says the two always go together. When people ask your age, he said, always say seventeen and insane.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“I don't talk things, sir. I talk the meaning of things.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“The psychiatrist wants to know why I go out and hike around in the forests and watch the birds and collect butterflies. I'll show you my collection some day."
"Good."
"They want to know what I do with my time. I tell them that sometimes I just sit and think. But I won't tell them what. I've got them running. And sometimes, I tell them, I like to put my head back, like this, and let the rain fall in my mouth. It tastes just like wine. Have you ever tried it?”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“I'm inclined to believe you need the psychiatrist.”
Ray Bradbury

Ray Bradbury
“...We're allotted a little space on earth and that we survive in that wilderness that can take back what it has given, as easily as blowing its breath on us or sending the sea to tell us we are not so big. When we forget how close the wilderness is in the night, my grandpa said, someday it will come in and get us, for we will have forgotten how terrible and real it can be.”
Ray Bradbury

Ray Bradbury
“Non possiamo dire in quale preciso momento nasca l’amicizia. Come nel riempire una caraffa a goccia a goccia, c’è finalmente una stilla che la fa traboccare, così in una sequela di atti gentili ce n’è infine uno che fa traboccare il cuore.”
Ray Bradbury

Ray Bradbury
“To everything there is a season. Yes. A time to break down, and a time to build up. Yes. A time to keep silence and a time to speak.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“The mind drinks less and less. Impatience. Highways full of crowds going somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, nowhere. The gasoline refugee. Towns run into motels, people in nomadic surges from place to place, following the moon tides, living tonight in the room where you slept this noon and I the night before.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“I don't talk things, sir,' said Faber.
'I talk the meaning of things. I sit here and know I'm alive.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“I'm numb, he thought. When did the numbness really begin in my face? In my body?

...The numbness will go away, he thought. It'll take time, but I'll do it, or Faber will do it for me. Someone somewhere will give me back the old face and the old hands the way they were.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“Three things are missing...

...Quality, texture of information... leisure”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“It was only the other night everything was fine and the next thing I know I'm drowning. How many times can a man go down and still be alive? I can't breathe.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“Whirl man's mind around about so fast under the pumping hands of publishers, exploiters, broadcasters, that the centrifuge flings off all unnecessary, time-wasting thought!”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“The bigger your market, Montag, the less you handle controversy,”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“There was no dictum, no declaration, no censorship, to start with, no! Technology, mass exploitation, and minority pressure carried the trick, thank God. Today, thanks to them, you can stay happy all the time, you are allowed to read comics, the good old confessions, or trade-journals.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“...instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators,...”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“They were given a new job, as custodians of our peace of mind, the focus of our understandable and rightful dread of being inferior; official censors, judges and executors. That's you, Montag and that's me.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“I want to be happy, people say.
Well, aren't they? Don't we keep them moving, don't we give them fun? that's all we live for, isn't it? For pleasure, for titillation? And you must admit our culture provides plenty of these.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“Cram them full of non-combustable data, chock them so damn full of "facts" they feel stuffed, but absolutely "brilliant" with information. Then they'll feel they're thinking, they'll get a sense of motion without moving. And they'll be happy, because facts of that sort don't change. Don't give them any slippery stuff like philosophy or sociology to tie things up with. That way lies melancholy.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“It's not books you need, it's some of the things that were once in books. The same things could be in the "parlour families" today.
The same infinite detail and awareness could be projected through the radios and televisors, but are not. No, no, it's not books at all you're looking for!
Take it where you can find it, in old phonograph records, old motion pictures, and in old friends; look for it in nature and look for it in yourself. Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us. Of course you couldn't know this, of course you still can't understand what I mean when I say this. You are intuitively right, that's what counts.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“The televisor is "real". It is immediate, it has dimension. It tells you what to think and it blasts it in. It must be right. It seems so right. It rushes you on so quickly to its own conclusions your mind hasn't time to protest,...'

'My wife says books aren't "real".'

'Thank God for that. You can shut them and say, "Hold on a moment." You play God to it...'

'It is an environment as real as the world. It becomes and is the truth. Books can be beaten down with reason.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“After all, when we had all the books we needed, we still insisted on finding the highest cliff to jump off. But we do need a breather. We do need knowledge. And perhaps in a thousand years we might pick smaller cliffs to jump off.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“I remember the newspapers dying like huge moths. No one wanted them back. No one missed them. And 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.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“Those who don't build must burn. It's as old as history and juvenile delinquents.'

'So that's what I am.'

'There's some of it in all of us.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“What is fire?

...It's real beauty is that it destroys responsibility and consequences.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“He shaped the world.
He did things to the world. The world was bankrupted of ten million fine actions the night he passed on.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“They lay blinking their dusty eyelids.

...Montag sat up.

He did not move any further, however. The other men did likewise. The sun was touching the black horizon with a faint red tip.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“...but we've got one damn thing the phoenix never had. We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years, and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, some day we'll stop making the goddam funeral pyres and jumping into the middle of them. We pick up a few more people that remember every generation.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ray Bradbury
“You're brave.'

'No,' said Montag. 'My wife's dying. A friend of mine's already dead. Someone who may have been a friend was burnt less than twenty-four hours ago. You're the only one I knew might help me. To see. To see...”
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Ray Bradbury
“I cannot possibly tell you what an exciting adventure it was, day after day, attacking that rentable machine, shoving in dimes, pounding away like a crazed chimp, rushing upstairs to fetch more dimes, running in and out of the stacks, pulling books, scanning pages, breathing the finest pollen in the world, book dust, with which to develop literary allergies.”
Ray Bradbury

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