Do you remember what you asked me the other day? If I ever read the books I burn? Remember?
Clarisse Uh-huh.
Last night I read one.
About Fahrenheit 451 (film)[edit]
Most-quoted role: Clarisse in Fahrenheit 451 (1966), 6 quotes
Movies Clarisse Clarisse You don't like the books then?
Do you like the rain?
Clarisse Yes, I adore it.
Clarisse Is it true that a long time ago, firemen used to put out fires and not burn books?
Really, your uncle is right, you are light in the head. Put fires out? Who told you that?
Clarisse Oh, I don't know. Someone. But is it true did it?
Oh, what a strange idea. Houses have always been fireproof.
Clarisse Ours isn't
Well, then, it should be condemned one of these days. It has to be destroyed, and you will have to move to a house that is fireproof.
Fiona Anderson I'd like to make love, and then I'd like you to go. Because I need to stay here and if you make it hard for me, I may cry so hard I'll never stop.
Fiona Anderson I think I may be beginning to disappear.
Fiona Anderson I think all we can aspire to in this situation is a little bit of grace.
Lara I-I'm going now, Viktor.
Whenever you like dear. You see, you'll always come back.
[speaking of Pasha Antipov]
Lara, I am determined to save you from a dreadful error. There are two kinds of men, and only two, and that young man is one kind. He is high-minded. He is pure. He is the kind of man that the world pretends to look up to and in fact despises. He is the kind of man who breeds unhappiness; particularly in women. Now, do you understand?
Lara No.
I think you do. There's another kind. Not high-minded. Not pure. But alive. Now that your taste at this time should incline towards the juvenile is understandable. But for you to marry that boy would be a disaster. Because there's two kinds of women. [Lara puts her hands to her ears; he snatches them away] There are two kinds of women and you - as we well know - are not the first kind. [Lara slaps him. He slaps her back, harder] You, my dear, are a slut.
Lara I am not!
We'll see.
Lara You know, you often look at me as if you knew me.
Yuri
I have seen you before. Four years ago. Christmas Eve. [when Lara shot Komarovsky at a party which Zhivago was attending]
Lara Were you there? No wonder you look at me. Did you know Viktor Komarovsky?
Yuri
Yes I did. That young man who took you away -
Lara My husband.
Yuri
Lot of courage. He made the rest of us look very feeble. As a matter of fact, I thought you both did. Good man to shoot at.
Lara I'd give anything never to have met him.
Mrs. Emma du Maurier Stop giving yourself so much credit. Peter is grieving. It has nothing to do with you.