Some may find it, some may not find it. Are we looking for it, or is it looking for us. What really is happiness and when we find it will we be satisfied with it?
            
             In the book Fahrenheit 451 the live in a place which can be the so called "perfect world" to some, but to many they are not happy with who they are or where they are for example:
            
             Montag as a fireman comes home day after day, doing the same thing. Coming home and wondering about his sick wife. In a way when he meets Clarisse he finds happiness. She brings him out of his shell and into a new world, but is sent back to his dreaded "perfect world" after he finds out that she is dead. He then finds books, which could almost be like a key, unlocking a forbidden world, but only lead to bursting flames. Montag really doesn't find happiness until he actually has to leave the city and the so called "perfect world" is no more after being merely erased by bombs, giving him and others the chance to start over and do things the right way.
            
             Mildred was never really happy in the world. She continually had to take sleeping pills to make herself feel better, which only leads her not remember what went on the night before. Even with her home she wasn't happy with, she wanted a new wall, when they just got a new one very shortly before. She was a rather nervous person, you could tell when she seen the books, she didn't want to lose everything, but she made the choice to turn her husband in and lose it all. Her happiness came around the walled TV's and the visitors that came over to watch with her.
            
             Beatty seemed to love his life, his job, everything about it. When it came down to the end he wasn't happy at all. He didn't understand the meaning of the books, and when it was his turn to die, he was ready, and he new he would be happy then.
            
             Last of all happiness in a way came along with the books. Any one who had...