Quotes About Responsibility

The old man nodded. "Those who don't build must burn. It's as old as history and juvenile delinquents.

Yapmayanlar, yakmal?d?rlar. Bu tarih kadar ve gençlerin suç iÅŸlemesi kadar eskidir.

Odio la astucia cuando uno no se siente realmente astuto, ni quiere serlo. No puedo enorgullecerme de ir espiando por ahí y jactarme de que llevo a cabo grandes planes. Odio pensar que estoy cumpliendo con mi deber cuando no estoy seguro de que sea así.

The old man nodded. 'Those who don't build must burn. It's as old as history and juvenile delinquents.

What we do is us. Because of you. For that we came.

Sou um dos inocentes que poderiam ter elevado a voz quando ninguém atentava para os culpados, mas não falei e, com isso, eu mesmo me tornei um dos culpados.

We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, some day we'll stop making the goddam funeral pyres and jumping in the middle of them. We pick up a few more people that remember, every generation.

What is fire? It's a mystery. Scientists give us gobbledegook about friction and molecules. But they don't really know. Its real beauty is that it destroys responsibility and consequences. A problem gets too burdensome, then into the furnace with it.

One fire would destroy all of us, no matter who started it, for what reason.

Se les dio otro trabajo, el de custodios de la paz de nuestras mentes, el centro de nuestro comprensible y recto temor a ser inferiores. El bombero se transformó en censor, juez y ejecutor oficial.

Los que no construyen deben quemar. Es algo tan viejo como la historia y la delincuencia juvenil.

Señor Montag, está usted ante un cobarde. Vi el camino que tomaban las cosas, hace tiempo. No dije nada. Soy un inocente que pudo haber hablado cuando nadie quería escuchar al «culpable»; pero no hablé, y me convertí así en otro culpable más. Y cuando al fin organizaron la quema de libros, con la ayuda de los bomberos, lancé unos gruñidos y callé. No había otros que gruñesen o gritasen conmigo. Ahora es tarde.

Sometimes i'm ancient. I'm afraid of children my own age. They kill each other... I'm afraid of them and they don't like me because I'm afraid. My Uncle says his grandfather remembered when children didn't kill each other. But that was a long time ago when they had things different. They believed in responsibility...

Montag, os velhos que ficam em casa, receosos, cuidando de seus ossos quebradiços como casca de amendoim, não têm nenhum direito de criticar.

Un libro, en manos de un vecino, es un arma cargada. Quémalo.

You weren't hurting anyone, you were hurting only things! And since things couldn't really be hurt, since things felt nothing, and things don't scream or whimper, as this woman might begin to scream and cry out, there was nothing to tease your conscience later. You were simply cleaning up. Janitorial work, essentially. Everything to its proper place. Quick with the kerosene! Who's got a match!

But what father ever really believes it? He carries no burden, he feels no pain. What man, like woman, lies down in darkness and gets up with child?

Father had to choose between finishing a story or playing with the girls. I chose to play, of course, which endangered the family income. An office had to be found. We couldn't afford one.

She's nothing to me; she shouldn't have had books. It was her responsibility, she should've thought of that. I hate her. She's got you going and next thing you know we'll be out, no house, no job, nothing.

Caesareans or not, children are ruinous; you're out of your mind," said Mrs. Phelps. "I plunk the children in school nine days out of ten. I put up with them when they come home three days a month; it's not bad at all. You heave them into the 'parlor' and turn the switch. It's like washing clothes; stuff laundry in and slam the lid." Mrs. Bowles tittered. "They'd just as soon kick as kiss me. Thank God, I can kick back!

They were given the new job, as custodians of our peace of mind, the focus of our understandable and rightful dread of being inferior; official censors, judges, and executors. That's you, Montag, and that's me.

Some day the load we're carrying with us may help someone. But even when we had the books on hand, a long time ago, we didn't use what we got out of them. We went right on insulting the dead. We went right on spitting in the graves of all the poor ones who died before us.

They were given a new job, as custodians of our peace of mind, the focus of our understandable and rightful dread of being inferior; official censors, judges and executors. That's you, Montag and that's me.

No arruinaremos este planeta -dijo el capitán-. Es demasiado grande y demasiado hermoso. -¿Cree usted que no? Nosotros, los habitantes de la Tierra, tenemos un talento especial para arruinar las cosas grandes y hermosas.