This peculiar linking-together of opposites-knowledge with ignorance, cynicism with fanaticism-is one of the chief distinguishing marks of Oceanic society. - P178
But there is one question which until this moment we have almost ignored. It is: why should human equality be averted? - P178
He understood how; he did not understand why. - P179
Where there is equality there can be sanity. Sooner or later it would happen: strength would change into consciousness. - P181
Even in his terror it was as though he could feel the pain in his own body, the deadly pain which nevertheless was less urgent than the struggle to get backher breath. - P184
He hardly thought of Julia. He could not fix his mind on her. He loved her and would not betray her; but that was only a fact, known as he knew the rules of arithmetic. He felt no love for her, and he hardly even wondered what was happening to her. - P189
In this place, he knew instinctively, the lights would never be turned out. It was the place with no darkness: he saw now why O‘Brien had seemed to recognize the allusion. - P189
Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. - P197
It was true that he had been the enemy of the Party, and in the eyes of the Party there was no distinction between the thought and the deed. - P200
He was not sure whether it was O‘Brien‘s voice;but it was the same voice that had said to him, "We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness," in that other dream, seven years ago. - P201
‘Who controls the past controls the future; who controls the present controls the past,"" repeated Winston obediently. - P204
Only the disciplined mind can see reality, Winston. You believe that reality is something objective, external, existing in its own right You also believe that the nature of reality is self-evident. When you delude yourself into thinking that you see something, you assume that everyone else sees the same thing as you. But I tell you, Winston, that reality is not external. Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else. Not in the individual mind, which can make mistakes, and in any case soon perishes; only in the mind of the Party, which is collective and immortal. Whatever the Party holds to be truth is truth. It is impossible to see reality except by looking through the eyes of the Party. - P205
Never again will you be capable of ordinary human feeling. Everything will be dead inside you. Never again will you be capable of love, or friendship, or joy of living, or laughter, or curiosity, or courage, or integrity. You will be hollow. - P211
Big Brother is the embodiment of the Party. - P214
"There are three stages in your reintegration," said O‘Brien. "There is learning, there is understanding, and there is acceptance. It is time for you to enter upon the second stage. - P215
Power is not a means; it is an end. One does not establish a dictatorship in order to safeguard a revolution; one makes the revolution in order to establish the dictatorship. The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power. - P217
The first thing you must realize is that power is collective. - P218
The second thing for you to realize is that power is power over human beings. - P218
Nothing exists except through human consciousness. - P218
Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation. Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing. - P220
The old civilizations claimed that they were founded on love and justice. Ours is founded upon hatred. - P220
In the old days he had hidden a heretical mind beneath an appearance of conformity. Now he had retreated a step further: in the mind he had surrendered, but he had hoped to keep the inner heart inviolate. - P231
To die hating them, that was freedom. - P231
Everyone knows it. The thing that is in Room 101 is the worst thing in the world. - P233
"In your case," said O‘Brien, "the worst thing in the world happens to be rats.‘ - P233
It is merely an instinct which cannot be disobeyed. It is the same with the rats. For you, they are unendurable. They are a form of pressure that you cannot withstand, even if you wish to. You will do what is required of you. - P234
The cage was nearer; it was closing in. Winston heard a succession of shrill cries which appeared to be occurring in the air above his head. But he fought furiously agains this panic. To think, to think, even with a split second left-to think was the only hope. Suddenly the foul musty odor of the brutes struck his nostrils. There was a violent convulsion of nausea inside him, and he almost lost con-sciousness. Everything had gone black. For an instant he was insane, a screaming animal. Yet he came out of the blackness clutching an idea. There was one and only one way to save himself. He must interpose another human being, the body of another human being, between himself and the rats. - P235
The mask was closing on his face. The wire brushed his cheek. And then-no, it was not relief, only hope, a tiny fragment of hope. Too late, perhaps too late. But he had suddenly understood that in the whole world there was just one person to whom he could transfer his punishment-one body that he could thrust between himself and the rats. And he was shouting frantically, over and over: "Do it to Julia! Do it to Julia! Not me! Julia! I don‘t care what you do to her. Tear her face off, strip her to the bones. Not me! Julia! Not me!" - P236
"I betrayed you," she said baldly. "I betrayed you," he said. She gave him another quick look of dislike. "Sometimes," she said, "they threaten you with some-thing-something you can‘t stand up to, can‘t even think about. And then you say, ‘Don‘t do it to me, do it to some-body else, do it to so-and-so.‘ And perhaps you might pre-tend, afterwards, that it was only a trick and that you just said it to make them stop and didn‘t really mean it. But that isn‘t true. At the time when it happens you do mean it. You think there‘s no other way of saving yourself and you‘re quite ready to save yourself that way. You want it to happen to the other person. You don‘t give a damn what they suffer. All you care about is yourself." "All you care about is yourself," he echoed. "And after that, you don‘t feel the same toward the other person any longer." "No," he said, "you don‘t feel the same." - P240
It was his life, his death, and his resurrection. - P241
He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark mustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother. - P245
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