“It’d be just the same as your sitting down in the chair next to your own bed, crossing your legs, and looking with some curiosity at yourself, your very own self, twisting and turning on that bed” (60) (Simile)ĭ-503 describes the act of writing as watching himself writhing on a bed. D-503 is fearful of her destructive potential, but drawn to her like a moth to a flame. Like fire, I-330 is passionate and anarchic, and, like fire, she destroys for the sake of destruction. When she raises her eyelids, or “blinds,” D-503 is astonished at the fire burning inside of her. He compares I-330 to an old-fashioned, brick building, in which only the windows offer a glimpse of the activities inside. It strikes him that, unlike the glass buildings and furnishings of OneState, human beings are opaque, allowing them to hide their thoughts. Buy Study Guide “Then she raised the blinds, lifted her eyes, and I saw the fire burning behind those windows” (31) (Metaphor)ĭ-503 describes the fire in I-330's eyes at the Ancient House.
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