It struck him that the truly characteristic thing about modern life was not its cruelty and insecurity, but simply its bareness, its dinginess, its listlessness. Life, if you looked about you, bore no resemblance not only to the lies that streamed out of the telescreens, but even to the ideals that the party was trying to achieve.

The masses never revolt of their own accord, and they never revolt merely because they are oppressed. Indeed, so long as they are not permitted to have standards of comparison, they never even become aware that they are oppressed.

You were the dead; theirs was the future.

The real test of character is how you treat someone who has no possibility of doing you any good.

A man receiving charity always hates his benefactor- it is a fixed characteristic of human nature

At fifty everyone has the face he deserves.

Four legs good, two legs bad.