"It's fine work. ... burn 'em to ashes then burn the ashes. That's our slogan."
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Montag Part 1, Mildred Overdoses
""I don't know anything anymore"", he said and let a sleep lozenge dissolve on his tongue.
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Narrator Part 1, White Pigeon
" A book lit, almost obediently, like a white pigeon, in his hands, wings fluttering."
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Narrator Part 3, Beatty's Death
"Beatty flopped over and over and over, and at last twisted in on himself like a charred wax doll and lay silent."
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Narrator Part 3, Montag Joins the Outcasts
" Once, long ago, Clarisse had walked here, where he was walking now."
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Granger Part 3, Civilisation Bombed
"Stuff your eyes with wonder, he said... See the world. It's more fantastic the any dream made or for in factories."
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Montag Part 3, Civilisation Bombed
" Yes, thought Montag, that's the one I'll save for noon. For noon ... When we reach the city."
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Old Woman Part 1, Burning the Old Woman's House
" You can stop counting, " she said. She opened the fingers of one hand slightly and in the palm of the hand was a single slender object. An ordinary kitchen match."
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Mildred Part 1, Burning the Old Woman's House
" She's nothing to me; she shouldn't have had books. It was her responsibility ... I hate her."
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Faber Part 2, Montag Talks with Faber
"Those who don't build must burn. It's as old as history and juvenile delinquents.""
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Beatty Part 3, Montag Burns His House
"Old Montag wanted to fly near the sun and now that he's burnt his damn wings, he wonders why."
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Beatty Part 3, Montag Burns His House
" what is it about fire that's so lovely?" NO matter what age we are, what draws us to it?"
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Other cards in this set
Card 2
Front
""I don't know anything anymore"", he said and let a sleep lozenge dissolve on his tongue.
Back
Montag Part 1, Mildred Overdoses
Card 3
Front
" A book lit, almost obediently, like a white pigeon, in his hands, wings fluttering."
Back
Card 4
Front
"Beatty flopped over and over and over, and at last twisted in on himself like a charred wax doll and lay silent."
Back
Card 5
Front
" Once, long ago, Clarisse had walked here, where he was walking now."
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