“What are you doing?” asked Nicola. “Making sure I know what I’m doing.” “Better late than never,” Lena… — Jim C. Hines

Those forced to make impossible choices are rarely loved. If it’s approval and reputation you care about, then you have no place here.

“Do you, um, happen to have a copy of that Wells novel here?”

“Priorities,” Lena whispered.

Right. The end of the world took precedence over an unpublished H. G. Wells. Barely.

In short, Fahrenheit 451 was never meant to be an instruction manual.