Clarisse asked Montag if he was happy. Was he ?

Montag had to think and reflect about that: he came to the conclusion that he wasn't happy.

Montag and the rest of this society have that ignorance of bliss feel to it. What you don't know can't hurt you. I found this interesting. So I did a little digging about the origin of the phrase and discovered Thomas Gray's famous poem. There, he nostalgically reminisces about the bliss of youth with its carefree days of playfulness unmarred by the dark realities of adult life. The poem reveals Gray's double perspective that not only is ignorance bliss but knowledge is misery. Childhood does have a kind of bliss, indeed. Children do not have the kinds of burdens that adults have—the burdens that come with responsibility and with awareness of the complexities of life. As adults, we have a kind of primal longing to return to that idealized state, a state in which we felt that someone unconditionally met our every need. Surely there are moments of bliss in early life and every child should have them. But the truth is that all children, even those with very fortunate beginnings, have a mix of pleasant and painful experiences. Childhood is messy. Hunger, hurt, disappointment, and worry is natural and inevitable childhood experiences. In fact, the less awareness one has as a child, the greater the bliss but also the greater the anxiety. Lacking the big picture, you have no idea what is going on. To a baby, waiting a moment for mom can feel like the end of the world!

Your welcome, doubt you still have the packet but... still.