451 по фаренгейту
The Sieve and the Sand
"Orthis?‘Alittlelearningisadangerousthing.Drinkdeep,ortastenotthePierianspring; Thereshallowdraughtsintoxicatethebrain,anddrinkinglargelysobersusagain.’ Pope.SameEssay.Wheredoesthatputyou?"
Montagbithislip.
"I’lltellyou,"saidBeatty,smilingathiscards. "Thatmadeyouforalittlewhileadrunkard. Readafewlinesandoffyougooverthecliff. Bang,you’rereadytoblowuptheworld,chopoffheads,knockdownwomenandchildren,destroyauthority. Iknow,I’vebeenthroughitall."
"I’mallright,"saidMontag,nervously.
"Stopblushing.I’mnotneedling,reallyI’mnot. Doyouknow,Ihadadreamanhourago. Ilaydownforacat-napandinthisdreamyouandI,Montag,gotintoafuriousdebateonbooks. Youtoweredwithrage,yelledquotesatme.Icalmlyparriedeverythrust. Power,Isaid,Andyou,quotingDr.Johnson,said‘Knowledgeismorethanequivalenttoforce! ’AndIsaid,‘Well,Dr.Johnsonalsosaid,dearboy,that"Heisnowisemanthatwillquitacertaintyforanuncertainty.’ "Stickwiththefireman,Montag.Allelseisdrearychaos!"
"Don’tlisten,"whisperedFaber. "He’stryingtoconfuse.He’sslippery.Watchout!"
Beattychuckled. "Andyousaid,quoting,‘Truthwillcometolight,murderwillnotbehidlong!’ AndIcriedingoodhumour,‘OhGod,hespeaksonlyofhishorse!’ And‘TheDevilcanciteScriptureforhispurpose.’ Andyouyelled,‘Thisagethinksbetterofagildedfool,thanofathreadbaresaintinwisdom’sschool!’ AndIwhisperedgently,‘Thedignityoftruthislostwithmuchprotesting.’
