451 по фаренгейту

           Andwhenthewar’sover,someday,someyear,thebookscanbewrittenagain, thepeoplewillbecalledin,onebyone,torecitewhattheyknowandwe’llsetitupintypeuntil anotherDarkAge,whenwemighthavetodothewholedamnthingoveragain. Butthat’sthewonderfulthingaboutman;henevergetssodiscouraged ordisgustedthathegivesupdoingitalloveragain,becauseheknowsverywellitisimportantandworththedoing." 

           "Whatdowedotonight?"askedMontag. 

           "Wait,"saidGranger."Andmovedownstreamalittleway,justincase." 

           Hebeganthrowingdustanddirtonthefire. 

           Theothermenhelped,andMontaghelped,andthere,inthewilderness,themenallmovedtheirhands,puttingoutthefiretogether. 

           Theystoodbytheriverinthestarlight. 

           Montagsawtheluminousdialofhiswaterproof.Five.Fiveo’clockinthemorning. Anotheryeartickedbyinasinglehour,anddawnwaitingbeyondthefarbankoftheriver. 

           "Whydoyoutrustme?"saidMontag. 

           Amanmovedinthedarkness. 

           "Thelookofyou’senough. Youhaven’tseenyourselfinamirrorlately. Beyondthat,thecityhasnevercaredsomuchaboutustobotherwithanelaboratechaselikethistofindus. Afewcrackpotswithversesintheirheadscan’ttouchthem,andtheyknowitandweknowit;everyoneknowsit. Solongasthevastpopulationdoesn’twanderaboutquotingtheMagnaChartaandtheConstitution,it’sallright.