The typical socialist... a prim little man with a white-collar job, usually a secret teetotaler and often with vegetarian leanings.

The fallacy is to believe that under a dictatorial government you can be free inside

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.

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.

It is curious how people take it for granted that they have a right to preach at you and pray over you as soon as your income falls below a certain level.

Every record has been destroyed or falsified, every book has been rewritten, every picture has been repainted, every statue and street building has been renamed, every date has been altered. And that process is continuing day be day and minute by minute. History has stopped. Nothing exists except the endless present in which the party is always right.

Tea is one of the main stays of civilization in this country.