The paperweight was the room he was in, and the coral was Julia's life and his own, fixed in a sort of eternity at the heart of the crystal. — George Orwell Copy Share Image
But the thing that I saw in your face no power can disinherit: No bomb that ever burst shatters the crystal spirit. — 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
