The very word 'war', therefore, has become misleading. It would probably be accurate to say that by becoming continuous war has ceased to exist. ... War is Peace.

It was intended that when Newspeak had been adopted once and for all and Oldspeak forgotten, a heretical thought...should be literally unthinkable, at least so far as thought is dependent on words.

Not to expose your true feelings to an adult seems to be instinctive from the age of seven or eight onwards.

Political writing in our time consists almost entirely of prefabricated phrases bolted together like the pieces of a child's Meccano set. It is the unavoidable result of self-censorship. To write in plain, vigorous language one has to think fearlessly, and if one thinks fearlessly one cannot be politically orthodox.

Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings, is a friend.

I have the most evil memories of Spain, but I have very few bad memories of Spaniards.

Windmill or no windmill, he said, life would go on as it had always gone on--that is, badly.