Because you're afraid, he thought. A child _____illness, afraid to call because after a moment's discussion, the conversation would run.

You ever seen a burnt house? It ______ for days. Well, this fire'll last me the rest of my life. God! I've been trying to put it out, in my mind, all night.

It was like a faint drift of greenish _____ smoke, the motion of a single huge October leaf blowing across the lawn and away.

She went out of the room and did nothing to the _____ and came back. "That's my favorite program."

This time, Mildred ran. The _____ voices stopped yelling in the parlor.

Then, in the twentieth century, speed up your camera. Books cut shorter. Condensations. Digests. ______. Everything boils down to the gag.

Magazines became a nice blend of vanilla tapioca. Books, so the snobbish _____ said, were dishwater.

The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a _____ hour.

Whirl man's mind around about so fast under the pumping hands of publishers, _____, broadcasters that the centrifuge flings off all unnecessary thought.

I'll think I'm responding to the play, when it's only a _____ reaction to vibration. But I don't care. I just like solid entertainment.

We have our fingers in the dike. Hold steady. Don't let the torrent of melancholy and _____ philosophy drown our world. We depend on you.

That's all we live for, isn't it? For pleasure, for _____? And you must admit our cultures provides plenty of these.

Ten minutes after death, a man's a speck of black dust. Let's not _____ over individuals with memoriums. Forget them. Burn all, burn everything.

Surely you remember the boy in your own school class who was exceptionally "bright," did most of the reciting and answering while the others sat like so many leaden ______, hating him.

He stood a long time watching the rain hit the windows before he came back down the hall in the great light, waiting for the tremble to _____.

He crouched and then he sat and the voice of the front door spoke again, more ______. Montag felt the presence of someone beyond the door.

We cannot tell the _____ moment when friendship is formed. As in filling a vessel drop by drop, there is at last a drop which it run over; so in a series of kindnesses there is at last a drop which makes it run over.

If they're nonfiction, it's worse, one professor calling another an idiot, one philosopher screaming down another's ______.

It is computed that eleven thousand _____ have at several times suffered death rather than submit to break their eggs at the smaller end.

The old man admitted to being a tired English Professor who had been thrown out upon the world forty years ago when the last liberal arts college shut for lack of students and ______.

Under the doorsill, a slow, _____ sniff, an exhalation of election steam.

The bombers crossed the sky over the house, gasping, murmuring, whistling like an _____, invisible fan, circling in emptiness.

There sat Beatty, _____ gently, the floor littered with swarms of black moths that had died in a single storm.

"See what you're doing? You'll ruin us! Who's more important, me or that Bible?" She was beginning to ______ now, sitting there like a wax doll melting in its own heat.

Montag had only a glimpse, before Faber, seeing Montag's attention _____, turned quickly and shut the bedroom door and stood holding the knob.

He's a regular peppermint stick now, all sugar-crystal and saccharine when he isn't making ______ references to certain commercial products.

Faber examined Montag's thin, blue-______ face. "how did you get shaken up? What knocked the torch out of your hands?"

Books were only one type of _____ where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all.

The people's mouths had been faintly twitching the words Dentifrice Dentifrice Dentifrice. The train radio vomited upon Montag, in _____, a great tonload of music made of tin, copper, silver, chromium, and brass.