George Orwell, pen name of Eric Arthur Blair

Orwell, pen name of Eric Arthur Blair

English Author and Journalist, known for books "Animal Farm", and "Nineteen Eighty Four"

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War, it will be seen, is now a purely internal affair. In the past, the ruling groups of all countries, although they might recognize their common interest and therefore limit the destructiveness of war, did fight against one another, and the victor always plundered the vanquished. In our own day they are not fighting against one another at all. The war is waged by each ruling group against its own subjects, and the object of the war is not to make or prevent conquests of territory, but to keep the structure of society intact.

We shall abolish the orgasm. Our neurologists are at work upon it now. There will be no loyalty, except loyalty towards the Party. There will be no love, except the love of Big Brother. There will be no laughter, except the laugh of triumph over a defeated enemy. There will be no art, no literature, no science... There will be no curiosity, no enjoyment of the process of life. All competing pleasures will be destroyed. But always - do not forget this, Winston - always there will be the intoxication of power, constantly increasing and constantly growing subtler. Always, at every moment, there will be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who is helpless....

What was happening was only the working-out of a process that had started years ago. The first step had been a secret, involuntary thought, the second had been the opening of the diary. He had moved from thoughts to words, and now from words to actions. The last step was something that would happen in the Ministry of Love. He had accepted it. The end was contained in the beginning.

While the game of deadlocks and bottle-necks goes on, another more serious game is also being played. It is governed by two axioms. One is that there can be no peace without a general surrender of sovereignty: the other is that no country capable of defending its sovereignty ever surrenders it. If one keeps these axioms in mind one can generally see the relevant facts in international affairs through the smoke-screen with which the newspapers surround them.

Writing a book is like having a very long illness.

You wanted a good time; they, meaning the Party, wanted to stop you having it; you broke the rules as best you could.

Traditions are not killed by facts.

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.

Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. Whatever goes upon four legs, or has wings, is a friend.

Whoever is winning at the moment will always seem to be invincible.

Writing a novel is agony.

You were the dead; theirs was the future.

Tragedy, he perceived, belonged to the ancient time, to a time when there were still privacy, love, and friendship, and when the members of a family stood by one another without needing to know the reason.

We are not interested in those stupid crimes you have committed. The Party is not interested in the overt act: the thought is all we care about.

We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.

Whatever is funny is subversive, every joke is ultimately a custard pie... a dirty joke is a sort of mental rebellion.

Why are beggars despised? I believe the reason is very simple, that is because they fail to live well. In practice, people do not care whether or not the work was useless, productive or parasitic, the only thing that matters is that the work should be profitable. In all the modern talk about efficiency, social services and others, is there any meaning other than 'Get money, make your own legal, and get a lot'? Money has become a major gauge of morality. With this size of beggars fail, and therefore they are humbled. If people can be ten pounds a week income as a beggar, this profession will soon occupy a respectable position. A beggar, viewed realistically, is simply a businessman trying to survive, like other employers, by using his hands. He never sold his honor, more than most modern people, it only made ??a mistake by choosing a business that does not give him the possibility to become rich (p. 268)

Yet in the most mean, cowardly, hypocritical way the British ruling class did all they could to hand Spain over to Franco and the Nazis. Why? Because they were pro-Fascist, was the obvious answer.

You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.

Twelve voices rose furious, and all were similar. There was no time to wonder what had happened to the faces of the pigs. The creatures outside looked from pig to man, from man to pig, and from pig to man again, but already it was impossible for them to distinguish between the two.

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 in order to establish the dictatorship. The object of persecution is persecution. The object of terrorism is terrorism. The object of oppression is oppression. The object of torture is torture. The object of murder is murder. The object of power is power. Now do you begin to understand me?

We sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm.

When I see an actual flesh-and-blood worker in conflict with his natural enemy, the policeman, I do not have to ask myself which side I am on.

Why has the time to do anything except worthy and important ones? Think about something you care and figured minutes allocated by him and compare it in hours that Ohdrtha in, acts like a razor and ride buses waiting at the train stations and the exchange of pornographic stories and read newspapers.

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English Author and Journalist, known for books "Animal Farm", and "Nineteen Eighty Four"