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=**Sentence Structure**= p. 24-25- "Nights when things got dull, which was every night, the men slid down the brass poles and set the ticking combinations of the olfactory system of the Hound and let loose rats in the firehouse areaway, and sometimes chickens, and sometimes cats that would have to be drowned anyway, and there would be betting to see which of the cats or chickens or rats the Hound would seize first." (sarah)

p.55- "Right now she was pulling at his shoulder to ty to get him to move so she could take the pillow out and fix it nicely and but it back. And perhaps cry out and stare or simply reach down and say, "What's the matter?" and hold up the hidden book with touching inocence. (ashley)"

p.33- "Captain Beatty there, rising in thunderheads of tobacco smoke, Beatty opening a fresh tobacco packet, crumbling the cellphane into a sound of fire." (yiyi)

p.7 (Online Book)- Montag moved back to his own house, left the window wide, checked Mildred, tucked the covers about her carefully, and then lay down with the moonlight on his cheekbones and on the frowning ridges in his brow, with the moonlight distilled in each eye to form a silver cataract there." (Zack)

p. 101- "Go home and think of your first husband divorced and your second husband killed in a jet and your third husband blowing his brains out, go home and think of the dozen abortions you've had, go home and think of that and your damn Caesarian sections, too, and your children who hate your guts! Go home and think how it all happened and what did you ever do to stop it? Go home, go home!" (sarah)

p. 36 (online)- "It was a plea, a cry so terrible that Montag found himself on his feet, the shocked inhabitants of the loud car staring, moving back from this man with the insane, gorged face, the gibbering, dry mouth, the flapping book in his fist. The people who had been sitting a moment before, tapping their feet to the rhythm of Denham's Dentifrice, Denham's Dandy Dental Detergent, Denham's Dentifrice Dentifrice Dentifrice, one two, one two three, one two, one two three. The  people whose mouths had been faintly twitching the words Dentifrice Dentifrice Dentifrice. (yiyi)   pg. 48 (online book)- "Already, in a few short hours, it seemed that he had known Faber a lifetime. Now he knew that he was two people, that he was above all Montag, who knew nothing, who did not even know himself a fool, but only suspected it. And he knew that he was also the old man who talked to him and talked to him as the train was sucked from one end of the night city to the other on one long sickening gasp of motion." (ashley)

Pg. 44 (Online)-"The faces of those enamelled creatures meant nothing to him, though he talked to them and stood in that church for a long time, trying to be of that religion, trying to know what that religion was, trying to get enough of the raw incense and special du﻿st of the place into his lungs and thus into his blood to feel touched and concerned by the meaning of the colourful men and women with the porcelain eyes and the blood-ruby lips." (Zack)

Pg. 68 (online copy): See how our camera is coming in? Building the scene. Suspense. Long shot. Right now, some poor fellow is out for a walk. A rarity. An odd one. Don't think the police don't know the habits of queer ducks like that, men who walk mornings for the hell of it, or for reasons of insomnia. Anyway, the police have had him charted for months, years. Never know when that sort of information might be handy. And today, it turns out, it's very usable indeed. It saves face. Oh, God, look there!" The men at the fire bent forward. On the screen, a man turned a corner. (ashley)

p. 134- "Montag might rise, walk to the window, keep one eye on the TV screen,open the window, lean out, look back, and see himself dramatized, described, described, made over, standing there, limned in the bright small television screen from outside, a drama to be watched objectively, knowing that in other parlors he was a large as life, in full color, dimensionally perfect!" (sarah)

p. 57 (online)- " Two dozen of them flurried, wavering, indecisive, three miles off, like butterflies puzzled by autumn, and then they were plummeting down to land, one by one, here, there, softly kneading the streets where, turned back to beetles, they shrieked along the boulevards or, as suddenly, leapt back into the sir, continuing their search." (yiyi)

Pg. 54 (Online) "And then he was a shrieking blaze, a jumping, sprawling, gibbering mannikin, no longer human or known, all writhing flame on the lawn as Montag shot one continuous pulse of liquid fire on him." (Zack)

=**Dialogue**= p. 8- "How long've you worked at being a fireman?" "Since I was twenty, ten years ago." "Do you ever read any of the books you burn?" He laughed. "That's against the law!" (sarah)

p.6- "And you must be"- she raised her eyes from his professional symbols "-the fireman." Her voice trailed off. "How oddly you say that." I'd-I'd have know with my eyes shut." she said, slowly. "What- the smell of kerosene? My wife always complains," he laughed. "You never wash it off completely." "No you don't," she said in awe. (ashley)

page 7. "You know, I'm not afraid of you at all." He was surprised. "why should you be?" "so many people are. Afraid of firemen, I mean. But you're just a man after all....." (yiyi)

p.20 (Online Book)- He clarified it. "The first time we ever met, where was it, and when?" "Why, it was at --" She stopped. "I don't know," she said. He was cold. "Can't you remember?" "It's been so long." "Only ten years, that's all, only ten!" "Don't get excited, I'm trying to think." She laughed an odd little laugh that went up and up. "Funny, how funny, not to remember where or when you met your husband or wife." (Zack)

p. 77- "Millie? Does the White Clown love you?" No answer. "Millie, does--" He licked his lips. "Does your 'family' love you, love you //very// much, love you with all their heart and soul, Millie?" (sarah)

p. 37 (online)- "I stole it." "You're brave." "No, 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. ." (yiyi) p. 37 (online copy)- "It's been a long time. I'm not a religious man. But it's been a long time." Faber turned the pages, stopping here and there to read. "It's as good as I remember. Lord, how they've changed it- in our `parlours' these days. Christ is one of the `family' now. I often wonder it God recognizes His own son the way we've dressed him up, or is it dressed him down? He's a regular peppermint stick now, all sugar-crystal and saccharine when he isn't making veiled references to certain commercial products that every worshipper absolutely needs." Faber sniffed the book. "Do you know that books smell like nutmeg or some spice from a foreign land? I loved to smell them when I was a boy. Lord, there were a lot of lovely books once, before we let them go." Faber turned the pages. "Mr. Montag, you are looking at a coward. I saw the way things were going, a long time back. I said nothing. I'm one of the innocents who could have spoken up and out when no one would listen to the `guilty,' but I did not speak and thus became guilty myself. And when finally they set the structure to burn the books, using the, firemen, I grunted a few times and subsided, for there were no others grunting or yelling with me, by then. Now, it's too late." (ashley)

p.45 (Online)- " How're your children, Mrs. Phelps?" he asked. "You know I haven't any! No one in his right mind, the Good Lord knows; would have children!" said Mrs. Phelps" (Zack)

p. 67 (online book): "Thanks," he said. "Thanks very much." "You're welcome, Montag. My name's Granger." He held out a small bottle of colourless fluid. "Drink this, too. It'll change the chemical index of your perspiration. Half an hour from now you'll smell like two other people. With the Hound after you, the best thing is Bottoms up." (ashley) p. 60 (online)- " My God, how did this happen?" said Montag. "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. There's Beatty dead, and he was my friend once, and there's Millie gone, I thought she was my wife, but now I don't know. And the house all burnt. And my job gone and myself on the run, and I planted a book in a fireman's house on the way. Good Christ, the things I've done in a single week! " (yiyi)

p. 138- " 'Police suggest entire population in the Elm Terrace area do as follows: Everyone in every house in every street open a front or rear door or look from the windows. The fugitive cannot escape is everyone in the next minute looks from his house.' " (sarah)

Pg. 70 (Online) "Right now we have a horrible job; we're waiting for the war to begin and, as quickly, end. It's not pleasant, but then we're not in control, we're the odd minority crying in the wilderness. When the war's over, perhaps we can be of some use in the world." (Zack)

=**Imagery**= p. 16- "The bloodstream in this woman was new and it seemed to have done a new ting to her. Her cheeks were very pink and her lips were very fresh and full of color and they looked soft and relaxed." (sarah)

p. 6- "The girl stopped and looked as if she might pull back in surprise, but instead stood regarding Montag with eyes so dark and shining and alive that he felt he had said something quite wonderful. But he knew his mouth had only moved to say hello, and then when she seemed hypnotized by the salamander on his arm and the pheonix disc on his chest, he spoke again." (yiyi)

P. 54- "And then he was a shrieking blaze, a jumping, sprawling, gibbering manikin, no longer human or known, all writhing flame on the lawn as Montag shot one Continuous pulse of liquid fire on him. There was a hiss like a great mouthful of spittle banging a red hot stove, a bubbling and frothing as if salt had been poured over a monstrous black snail to cause a terrible liquefaction and a boiling over of yellow foam. Montag shut his eyes, shouted, shouted, and fought to get his hands at his ears to clamp and to cut away the sound. Beatty flopped over and over and over, and at last twisted in on himself like a charred wax doll and lay silent." (ashley)

p.1 (Online Book)- He strode in a swarm of fireflies. He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch and lawn of the house. While the books went up in sparkling whirls and blew away on a wind turned dark with burning." (Zack)

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p. 80- "The front door opened slowly. Faber peered out, looking very old in the light and very fragile and very much afraid. The old man looked as if he had not been out of the house in years. He and the white plaster walls inside were much the same. There was white in the flesh of his mouth and his cheeks and his hair was white and his eyes had faded with white in the vague blueness there. (sarah)

p. 33 (online)- " Silence. The cold rain falling. And the smell of blue electricity blowing under the locked door." (yiyi)

p. 5 (online copy)- "The alarm-voice in the ceiling chanted. There was a tacking-tacking sound as the alarm-report telephone typed out the address across the room." (ashley)

Pg, 46 (Online)- " The room was blazing hot, he was all fire, he was all coldness; they sat in the middle of an empty desert with three chairs and him standing, swaying, and him waiting for Mrs. Phelps to stop straightening her dress hem and Mrs. Bowles to take her fingers away from her hair. Then he began to read in a low, stumbling voice that grew firmer as he progressed from line to line, and his voice went out across the desert, into the whiteness, and around the three sitting women there in the great hot emptiness:" (Zack)

p. 52 (online book): "LIGHTS flicked on and house-doors opened all down the street, to watch the carnivalset up. Montag and Beatty stared, one with dry satisfaction, the other with disbelief,at the house before them, this main ring in which torches would be juggled and fire eaten. (ashley)  ﻿   ﻿p. 59 (online): " On his way across town, with the helicopters fluttering like torn bits of paper in the sky, he phoned the alarm at a lonely phone booth outside a store that was closed for the night." (yiyi)     ﻿p. 141- "He felt his heel bump land, touch pebbles and rocks, scrape sand. The river had moved him toward shore." (sarah)   Pg. 71 (Online) "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." (Zack)