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“Nobody listens anymore. I can't talk to the walls because they're yelling at me, I can't talk to my wife; she listens to the walls. I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough it'll make sense. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“Хоёр саад – үхэл, муу юм тохиолдож шаналал гарах. Үхлийг мэдэхгүй. Үхсэн гэдгээ харж харамсахгүй. Харин муу юм тохиолдвол би өөрөө өөр хүн болно. Өөр сонирхолтой, өөр бүх юммтай, тэрний бүх юм нь болсон юмнаас гарсан гутрал. Өөр амьдрал. Одоогийн надаа хамаагүй амьдрал. Тэр хүн надаа пад алга. Одоо, энэ Дэлгэрт бүх юм сайхан. Би яасан, дараа яахыг би мэдэхгүй, аргагүй, мэдсэн ч ялгаагүй. Юу болно – тэр болно. Байгаагаараа бай, бүх юмны тухай битгий бод. Энэ жаргал туйлын жаргал, илүү юу ч үгүй. Намайг яасан ч би энэ жаргалыг эдэлнэ. Ямар ч муу юм болсон би жаргалтай байна.”
― С. Анудар, 4 биш 4

“We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“If you don't want a man unhappy politically, don't give him two sides to a question to worry him; give him one. Better yet, give him none. Let him forget there is such a thing as war. If the government is inefficient, top-heavy, and tax-mad, better it be all those than that people worry over it. Peace, Montag. Give the people contests they win by remembering the words to more popular songs or the names of state capitals or how much corn Iowa grew last year. Cram them full of noncombustible data, chock them so damned 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.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451