Book: 451 degrees Fahrenheit

Dangerous to know little; about not forgetting, of castalian stream, pour a glass to the edge.
From one drink you'll get drunk again, but drink it down and re-obryaschesh bright minds.

You are like no other. When I start talking, you look at me. Yesterday evening, I mentioned the moon and you looked at her. Others would never do. They just would have gone away and left me alone. Or started to threaten me. People don't have time for each other.

And later in the dark, going to sleep, he will still feel on his lips frozen convulsive smile. She never left his face, never, as long as he remembered.

I want someone to listen to me. And if I say long, it may be, and will agree to anything reasonable. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read.

Have you noticed how now people are ruthless to each other?

You sit in a room with a storied four-wall TV, and with him too, you know, not argue. Why? Yes, because these images on the walls is "reality". Here they are in front of you, they are visible, they are bulky, and they tell you that you have to think, they hammered it into your head. Well, you and starting to think that it's right what they say. You start to believe that it is right. You so rapidly lead to specific conclusions that your mind hasn't time to protest: "Yes, it is pure nonsense!"

- How many of you?
- On roads, on abandoned railroad tracks us today thousands, to mean we are drifters, but in the minds of us, the whole store of books.

Let me in. I won't say a word. I'll be quiet. I just want to hear what you say.

That's all he need now. Proof that the immense world would accept him and give him time to think over all things, than he ought to think.

For the first time in many years, I again live, - said Faber. - I feel that doing what had to be done. And yet I do not feel fear. Must be because they are doing what is necessary.

Why this emptiness? he asked himself. - Why all that was in you has gone there is a void?

Most importantly, we need to understand is that of ourselves we are nothing, that we should not be pedantic or to feel superior over other people.

...when they ask us what we do, our answer is: we remember. Yes, we are the memory of mankind, and so we in the end will certainly win.

And the day will come when he looked back, understand how stupid I was before. Even now he felt that this long journey began, that he says goodbye to his former "I" and leaves him.