She's beautiful,' he murmured. 'She's a metre across the hips, easily,' said Julia. 'That is her style of beauty,' said Winston.

We are in a strange period of history in which a revolutionary has to be a patriot and a patriot has to be a revolutionary.

they had come to a time when no one dared speak his mind, when fierce, growling dogs roamed everywhere, and when you had to watch your comrades torn to pieces after confessing to shocking crimes.

Thoughtcrime does not entail death: thoughtcrime IS death.

Roughly speaking, the more one pays for food, the more sweat and spittle one is obliged to eat with it.... Dirtiness is inherent in hotels and restaurants, because sound food is sacrificed to punctuality and smartness.

Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.

It is one of the tragedies of the half-educated that they develop late, when they are already committed to some wrong way of life.