'And on his way he would see the cottages and homes with their dark windows, and it was not unequal to

walking through a graveyard where only the faintest

glimmers of firefly light appeared in flickers behind

the windows. Sudden gray phantoms seemed to

manifest upon inner room walls where a curtain was

still undrawn against the night, or there were

whisperings and murmurs where a window in a tomblike building was still open.'

'And on his way he would see the cottages and homes with

their dark windows, and it was not unequal to

walking through a graveyard where only the faintest

glimmers of firefly light appeared in flickers behind

the windows. Sudden gray phantoms seemed to

manifest upon inner room walls where a curtain was

still undrawn against the night, or there were

whisperings and murmurs where a window in a tomblike building was still open.'

'The street was silent and long and empty,

with only his shadow moving like the shadow of a

hawk in midcountry.'

'He put his hand to the door and peered into

the back seat, which was a little cell, a little black jail

with bars. It smelled of riveted steel. It smelled of

harsh antiseptic; it smelled too clean and hard and

metallic. There was nothing soft there.'

The Pedestrain (1951)

Ray Bradbury