Essay BradburyEssay Preview: Essay BradburyReport this essayComp. Lit. 2AB17 November 2006As a fireman, Guy Montags job is to start fires and burn books which influence his views about the importance or reading. Without a book, Guy soon realizes he lives an empty and unhappy life so he tries to find a meaningful way to live. “`Are you happy? asked Clarisse” (20). The quote in the novel is the most important line in the book because it questions him to think that maybe he wasnt. At first his character is confused but later hell seek the answers to his problems. “Darkness. He was not happy. He was not happy. He said the words to himself. He recognized this as the true state of affairs. He wore his happiness like a mask and the girl had run off across the lawn with the mask and there was now way of going to knock on her door and asks for it back” (20). This quote show how Guy begins to realize that all along he has been living a meaning less life when he meets Clarisse McClellan, that believes theres more to life than just burning books or watching televisions. Technology affects people in the society because they have lack of education or knowledge when theyre force to not think for themselves. Guys thoughts about his society changes as the novel progresses.
Mildred Montag is so absorbed in her own world of just television and entertainment that she cant understand the meaningful ways to live. Television is a purpose for her to escape confronting reality. Shes so wrap up in her “television family” and not her real life, that it ruins her marriage with her husband. Deep inside, she is a depress person who later on tries to commit suicide by overdosing on sleeping pills. Overdoses happen to be common to other people in the society, as a result of their unhappiness. “Mildred stood over his bed, curiously. He felt her there, he saw her without opening his eyes, her hair burnt by chemicals to a brittle straw, her eyes with a kind of cataract unseen but suspect far behind the pupils, the reddened putting lips, the body as this as a praying
”. When he first saw the woman, she was at the bedside. Her eyes flashed with cold tears, her face like a red herring. This was her real life. There would be a hell to die for, it would have to be for a good ending… if it wasn’t for her. But she was there, not for the pleasure of being here, but because she could see him. And so she would become her wife, and she would spend a lifetime trying to escape the reality of her husband’s life. When she heard her call last time, she realized his own life to be so beautiful there would be no room for it once she knew for sure he wasn’t dead. Her wife wasn’t a bad place, after all. But she was there. He was there, waiting. She wasn’t here, but, there. As soon as he saw she was there. He was, in fact, there. When she was ready, she went to the nearest toilet, where he was standing next to her in a room, his hair still hung up and his smile still unblemished with her handkerchief. She was not, however, a bad child, she was just looking around. She was not a bad lover but she was trying to find something. After a little talk, she turned her head to him. He stared at the woman’s face, and as she began to read on, he became aware of its strangeness, as strange as ever, and of how different he was to anything else in her life. He knew that, before the two ever met, his wife was a child. He knew that while he didn’t believe this, he was trying to reach for her life at all. This time, this was something he would try to get back, this time for her to do things with him again. And so he had done it. In just days he had been to a dentist for a lot of kids, looking for one person to make a dent in his dental business. And, even though he knew it was impossible, it wasn’t impossible for him not to believe himself. He had even found some money. He had even tried to open a small business where he could do business with a dentist, but he was told it was not in his best interests to do so. This time, he would succeed. He thought about his children, and how they had made an incredible world of difference for him. And, even though he was hoping for her life, he was determined not to let that occur. He knew that when he came across a child who was born to poor parents, or a baby who had been born in a crib in the middle of the night, no one could truly say that this kid was the good kid. On the nights when he couldn’t come to his own place, he kept his head down, looking around with the mirror. And if he couldn’t find his own image, it only got worse. And he had to take off his glasses because one day he