This is an essay on one of my favorite books written by one of the greatest authors Ray Bradbury.

Fahrenheit 451, the temperature at which book-paper catches fire, and burns. The story is of Guy Montag, a fireman. A man who loves to burn books, or so he thinks.
In his generation, the world has gone to pot. Idiocy and bliss run wild through the television sets of future day America. His wife is hooked on the 'tube', and they have been breed to believe that books are evil things. He lacks the bit of understanding in his environment, this makes his life hollow. Then we are introduced to Clarisse McClellan, a young woman who opens his mind, teaches him to walk in the rain and rub dandelion…