It was curious to think that the sky was the same for everybody, in Eurasia or Eastasia as well as here. And the people under the sky were also very much the same--everywhere, all over the world, hundreds or thousands of millions of people just like this, people ignorant of one another's existence, held apart by walls of hatred and lies, and yet almost exactly the same--people who had never learned to think but were storing up in their hearts and bellies and muscles the power that would one day overturn the world.

A society becomes totalitarian when its structure becomes flagrantly artificial: that is, when its ruling class has lost its function but succeeds in clinging to power by force or fraud.

We have now sunk to a depth at which restatement of the obvious is the first duty of intelligent men.

The most stirring battle-poem in English is about a brigade of cavalry which charged in the wrong direction.

Early in life I had noticed that no event is ever correctly reported in a newspaper.

But the thing that I saw in your face no power can disinherit: No bomb that ever burst shatters the crystal spirit.

If you have embraced a creed which appears to be free from the ordinary dirtiness of politics - a creed from which you yourself cannot expect to draw any material advantage - surely that proves that you are in the right?