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She reminds me of my mother; what I loved most in mother was her self-effacement, her "dimness", as they say, and it's her I've always wanted to get back to. It happened 8 years ago;but I can't say she died. She only effaced herself a trifle more than usual, and when I looked round she was no longer there.

After these wearing weeks, after all those nightfalls when the townsfolk poured into the streets to roam them aimlessly, Rieux had learnt that he need no longer steel himself against pity. One grows out of pity when it's useless. And in this feeling that his heart had slowly closed in on itself, the doctor found a solace, his only solace, for the almost unendurable burden of his days.

He realised how absurd it was,but he simply couldn't believe that a pestilence on the great scale cud befall a town where people like Grand were to be found,obscure functionaries cultivating harmless eccentricities.To be precise,he couldn't picture such eccentricities existing in a plague-stricken community,and he concluded that the chances were all against the plague's making any headway amongst our fellow citizens.

....staccato and monotonous. And this was exactly what was aimed at. The intention was to make speech, and especially speech on any subject not ideologically neutral, as nearly as possible independent of consciousness.

The words of the B vocabulary even gained in force from the fact that nearly all of them were very much alike. Almost invariably these words-goodthink, Minipax, prolefeed, sexcrime, joycamp, Ingsoc, bellyfeel, thinkpol, and countless others -were words of 2 or 3 syllables, with the stress distributed equally between the first syllable and the last. The use of them encouraged a gabbling style of speech, at once .....,

Given, for instance, the word good, there was no need for a word as bad, since the required meaning was equally well-indeed, better-expressed by Ungood. All that was necessary, in any case where two words formed a natural pair of opposites, was to decide which of them to suppress. Dark, for example, could be replaced by unlight, or light by undark, according to preference.

The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power.

...time, and that just round the corner there lay a paradise where human beings would be free and equal. We are not like that. We know that no one ever seizes power with the intention of relinquishing it. Power is not a means, it is an end. One does not establish a dictatorship in order to safeguard a revolution; one makes the revolution to establish the dictatorship. The object of persecution is persecution.

We are different from all other oligarchies of the past, in that we know what we are doing. All the others, even those who resembled ourselves, were cowards and hypocrites. The German Nazis and the Russian Communists came very close to us in their methods, but then never had the courage to recognise their own motives. They pretended, perhaps even believed, that they had seized power unwillingly and for a limited.....

....to arrest the course of history.

Even in using the word doublethink it is necessary to exercise doublethink. For by using the word one admits that one is tampering with reality; by a fresh act of doublethink one erases this knowledge; and so on indefinitely, with the lie always one leap ahead of the truth. Ultimately it is by means of doublethink that the Party has been able-and may, for all we know, continue to be able for thousand of years ......

They simply swallowed everything, and what they swallowed did them no harm, because it left no residue behind, just as a grain of corn will pass undigested through the body of a bird.

In a way, the world view of the Party imposed itself most successfully on people incapable of understanding it. They could be made to accept the most flagrant violations of reality, because they never fully grasped the the enormity of what was demanded of them, and were not sufficiently interested in public events to notice what was happening. By lack of understanding they remained sane.

Whn u make love u're using up energy;and aftrwrds u feel happy and don't give a damn for anything.They cnt bear u to feel like that.They want u to b bursting with energy all the time. All this marching up and down and cheering and waving flags is simply sex gone sour. If u're happy inside yourself, why should you get excited about Big Brother and the 3 yr plans and 2 minutes Hate and all the rest of their bloody rot.

"You like doing this? I don't mean simply me; I mean the thing in itself?" "I adore it." That was above all what he wanted to hear. Not merely the love of one person but the animal instinct, the simple undifferentiated desire: that was the force that would tear the Party to pieces.

Anything that hinted at corruption always filled him with a wild hope. Who knew, perhaps the Party was rotten under the surface, it's cult of strenuousness and self-denial simply a sham concealing iniquity. If he could have infected the whole lot of them with leprosy or syphilis, how to gladly he would have done so! Anything to rot, to weaken, to undermine!