“It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions, though… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. — George Orwell Copy Share Image
In the nineteenth century some parts of the world were unexplored, but there was almost no restriction on travel.:; Up to 1914 you did… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
It was given out that the animals there practised cannibalism, tortured one another with red-hot horseshoes, and had their females in common. This was… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“The actual writing would be easy. All he had to do was to transfer to paper the interminable restless monologue that had been running… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
He felt as though he were wandering in the forests of the sea bottom, lost in a monstrous world where he himself was the… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“if you took 1 Corinthians, chapter thirteen, and in every verse wrote 'money' instead of 'charity', the chapter had ten times as much meaning… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
And if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed—if all records told the same tale—then the lie passed into history and became… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“Whitman himself "accepted" a great deal that his contemporaries found unmentionable. For he is not only writing of the prairie, he also wanders through… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“But I tell you, Winston, that reality is not external. Reality exists in the human mind, and nowhere else. Whatever the Party holds to… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
“And the people under the sky were also very much the same...everywhere, all over the world, hundreds or thousands of millions of people just… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
Don’t you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought? In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on--that is, badly. — George Orwell Copy Share Image
