Surely, comrades, you don't want Jones back?

Apparently nothing will ever teach these people that the other 99 % of the population exist.

The slovenliness of our language makes it easier for us to have foolish thoughts.

This life we live nowadays. It's not life, it's stagnation death-in-life. Look at all these bloody houses and the meaningless people inside them. Sometimes I think we're all corpses. Just rotting upright.

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

The Communism of the English intellectual is something explicable enough. It is the patriotism of the deracinated.

Hunger reduces one to an utterly spineless, brainless condition, more like the after-effects of influenza than anything else. It is as though all one's blood had been pumped out and lukewarm water substituted.