Chaos' tendrils Come toward the lone wanderer Fireman no more
Striking Quote Everyone up, everyone out! He couldn't be missed! The only man running alone in the night city, the only man proving his legs... He felt the city rise.
Word Image He could feel the Hound, like autumn, come cold and dry and swift, like a wind that didn't stir grass, that didn't jar windows or disturb leaf-shadows on the white sidewalks as it passed.
Sound Image There was a silence gathered all about that fire and the silence was in the men's faces... It was the silence. Montag moved toward this special silence...
Come toward the lone wanderer
Fireman no more
Striking Quote
Everyone up, everyone out! He couldn't be missed! The only man running alone in the night city,
the only man proving his legs... He felt the city rise.
Word Image
He could feel the Hound, like autumn, come cold and dry and swift, like a wind that didn't stir
grass, that didn't jar windows or disturb leaf-shadows on the white sidewalks as it passed.
Sound Image
There was a silence gathered all about that fire and the silence was in the men's faces... It was the silence. Montag moved toward this special silence...