Friend of fatherless! Fountain of happiness! Lord of the swill-bucket! Oh, how my soul is on Fire when I gaze at thy Calm and commanding eye. Like the sun in the sky, Comrade Napoleon! Thou are the giver of All thy creatures love, Full belly twice a day, clean straw to roll upon; Every beast great or small, Sleeps at peace in his stall, Thou watchest over all, Comrade Napoleon! Had I a sucking-pig, Ere he had grown as big Even as a pint bottle or a a rolling-pin He should have learned to be Faithful and true to thee, Yes, his first squeak should be Comrade Napoleon!
George OrwellDespotic governments can stand 'moral force' till the cows come home; what they fear is physical force.
George OrwellEveryone believes in the atrocities of the enemy and disbelieves in those of his own side, without ever bothering to examine the evidence.
George OrwellThe secret of rulership is to combine a belief in oneโs own infallibility with a power to learn from past mistakes.
George Orwell