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George Orwell Quotes - Page 26

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.

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.

George Orwell (2001). “Orwell and the dispossessed: Down and out in Paris and London in the context of essays, reviews and letters selected from The complete works of George Orwell”, ePenguin

If there really is such a thing as turning in one's grave, Shakespeare must get a lot of exercise.

George Orwell, Keith Gessen (2009). “All Art Is Propaganda: Critical Essays”, p.141, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

In places this book is a little over-written, because Mr Blunden is no more able to resist a quotation than some people are to refuse a drink.

George Orwell (2001). “Orwell's England: the Road to Wigan Pier in the context of essays, reviews, letters and poems selected from the Complete works of George Orwell”, ePenguin

The food crank is by definition a person willing to cut himself off from human society in the hopes of adding five years onto the life of his carcase; that is, a person out of touch with common humanity.

George Orwell (2001). “Orwell's England: the Road to Wigan Pier in the context of essays, reviews, letters and poems selected from the Complete works of George Orwell”, ePenguin

I would sooner be a foreigner in Spain than in most countries. How easy it is to make friends in Spain!

George Orwell (2016). “Homage to Catalonia / Down and Out in Paris and London”, p.14, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

I'm fat, but I'm thin inside... there's a thin man inside every fat man.

Coming up For Air (1939) pt. 1, ch. 3. See also Cyril Connolly (3.85)

If you are a man, Winston, you are the last man.

George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.360, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Joyce is a poet and also an elephantine pedant.

George Orwell (1970). “A Collection of Essays”, p.213, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt