How many people did you know that refracted your own light to you? People were more often he searched for a simile, found one in his work torches, blazing away until they whiffed out. How rarely did other people's faces take of you and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought?
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About Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451.