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- “You can’t be sick?" ( Bradbury, 45)
- “You’ve got to get up,” she said. “It’s noon. You’ve slept five hours later than usual.” ( Bradbury, 45)
- “But you were all right, last night?" ( Bradbury, 45)
- Are you sick? You don't look well?" ( Bradbury, 45)
- "Yes I am" ( Bradbury, 45)
- “No, I wasn’t all right.” ( Bradbury, 45)
- "But I am" ( Bradbury, 45)
- “Will you bring me aspirin and water?” ( Bradbury, 45)
- " I thought of her lying on the bed with the two technicians standing straight over her, not bent with concern, but only standing straight, arms folded. And thinking now if she does die, I'm certain I wouldn’t cry." (Bradbury, 41)
- "And me not sleeping tonight or tomorrow night or any night for a long while, now that this has started" (Bradbury, 41)
- "I wanted to call out to her, how many have you taken tonight! the capsules! how many will you take later and not know? and so on, every hour! or maybe not tonight, tomorrow night! " (Bradbury, 40-41)
- "The most significant memory I had of Mildred, really, was of a little girl in a forest without trees (how odd!) or rather a little girl lost on a plateau where there used to be trees (you could feel the memory of their shapes all about) sitting in the center of the “living room.” The living room; what a good job of labeling that was now" (Bradbury, 42)
- "How do you get so empty? I wonder. Who takes it out of you? And that awful flower the other day, the dandelion! It had summed up everything, hadn’t it? “What a shame! You’re not in love with anyone!” And why not?"(Bradbury, 42)
- "I can't believe that I won't cry over death, I feel bad... That sounds so wrong. " (page 41)
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