If you have no money, men won't care for you, women won't love you; won't, that is, care for you or love you the last little bit that matters.

If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.

I did try very hard to tell the whole truth without violating my literary instincts.

Now I will tell you the answer to my question. It is this. The Party seeks power entirely for its own sake. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power, pure power.

The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns, as it were, instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish squirting out ink.

He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written.

You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.