Initially, Montag believes in and supports the culture of which he is a part. He enjoys his role as a book-burning fireman. As the opening line of the novel tells us, Montag finds:
It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed. With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history.
But his ideas soon begin to change. He meets Clarisse, who "think[s] too many things," and he too starts to ponder:
What incredible power of identification the girl had; she was like the eager watcher of a marionette show, anticipating each flicker of an eyelid, each gesture of his hand, each flick of a finger, the moment before it began. How long had they walked together? Three minutes? Five? Yet how large that time seemed now.
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