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George Orwell Quotes - Page 27

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We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future. We shall take part in it as handfuls of dust and splinters of bone. But how far away that future may be, there is no knowing. It might be a thousand years. At

We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future. We shall take part in it as handfuls of dust and splinters of bone. But how far away that future may be, there is no knowing. It might be a thousand years. At present nothing is possible except to extend the area of sanity little by little. We cannot act collectively. We can only spread our knowledge outwards from individual to individual, generation after generation. In the face of the Thought Police there is no other way.

Dust, Years, Knowing

George Orwell (2003). “Nineteen Eighty-four”, Penguin Mass Market

Under the spreading chestnut tree I sold you and you sold me--

Tree, Nineteen, Chestnuts

Nineteen Eighty-Four pt. 1, ch. 7 (1949)

People simply disappeared, always during the night. Your name was removed from the registers, every record of everything you had ever done was wiped out, your one-time existence was denied and then forgotten. You were abolished, annihilated: vaporized was the usual word.

Night, Names, People

George Orwell (2016). “1984”, p.19, ENRICH CULTURE GROUP LIMITED

Mrs Weaver nosed among the books, too dim-witted to grasp that they were in alphabetical order.

Book, Order, Weavers

George Orwell (1956). “The Orwell Reader: Fiction, Essays, and Reportage”, New York : Harcourt, Brace

It is deliberate policy to keep even the favoured groups somewhere near the brink of hardship, because a general state of scarcity increases the importance of small privileges and thus magnifies the distinction between one group and another.

Groups, Scarcity, Hardship

George Orwell (1983). “1984”, p.414, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

He was conscious of nothing except the blankness of the page in front of him, the itching of the skin above his ankle, the blaring of the music, and a slight booziness caused by the gin.

Writing, Skins, Ankles

George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.111, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Most people who bother with the matter at all would admit that the English language is in a bad way, but it is generally assumed that we cannot by conscious action do anything about it.

People, Matter, Way

George Orwell, Keith Gessen (2009). “All Art Is Propaganda: Critical Essays”, p.270, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Today there were fear, hatred, and pain, but no dignity of emotion, no deep or complex sorrows.

Pain, Hatred, Sorrow

George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.131, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

The fight against bad English is not frivolous.

Fighting, Frivolous

George Orwell (1970). “A Collection of Essays”, p.157, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Now he had recognized himself as a dead man it became important to stay alive as long as possible.

Men, Long, Important

George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.129, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

On each landing, opposite the lift shaft, the poster with the enormous face gazed from the wall. It was one of those pictures which are so contrived that the eyes follow you about when you move. BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU, the caption beneath it ran.

Brother, Wall, Moving

1949 Nineteen Eighty-Four, pt.1, ch.1.

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.

Years, Work Out, Secret

George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.253, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

You were the dead; theirs was the future.

George Orwell (2014). “1984”, p.169, Arcturus Publishing

It is a mysterious thing, the loss of faith—as mysterious as faith itself.

Loss, Mysterious Things, Mysterious

George Orwell (1976). “The Penguin complete novels of George Orwell”

The end was contained in the beginning.

Ends

George Orwell (2014). “1984”, p.121, Arcturus Publishing

...every human being is doomed to die, which is the greatest of all failures.

Humans, Doomed, Dies

George Orwell (2001). “The Complete Novels of George Orwell: Animal Farm, Burmese Days, A Clergyman's Daughter, Coming Up for Air, Keep the Aspidistra Flying, Nineteen Eighty-Four”, p.1359, Penguin UK

Has it ever occurred to you,' he said, 'that the whole history of English poetry has been de-termined by the fact that the English language lacks rhymes?

Facts, Language, Said

George Orwell, A.M. Heath (2003). “Animal Farm and 1984”, p.324, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

On a ruinous wall I came upon a poster dating from the previous year and announcing that ‘six handsome bulls’ would be killed in the arena on such and such a date. How forlorn its faded colours looked. Where were the handsome bulls and the handsome bull-fighters now? It appeared that even in Barcelona there were hardly any bullfights nowadays - for some reason all the best matadors were Fascists.

Wall, Years, Dating

George Orwell (2016). “Homage to Catalonia / Down and Out in Paris and London”, p.18, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Facts, at any rate, could not be kept hidden. They could be tracked down by inquiry, they could be squeezed out of you by torture. But if the object was not to stay alive but to stay human, what difference did it ultimately make? They could not alter your feelings, for that matter you could not alter them yourself, even if you wanted to. They could lay bare in the utmost detail everything that you had done or said or thought; but the inner heart, whose workings were mysterious even to yourself, remained impregnable.

Heart, Differences, Feelings

It had never occurred to him that the body of a woman of fifty, blown up to monstrous dimensions by childbearing, then hardened, roughened by work til it was coarse in the grain like an overripe turnip, could be beautiful. But is was so, and after all, he thought, why not?

Beautiful, Why Not, Body

George Orwell (1982). “Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-four: Text, Sources, Criticism”, Harcourt

Clover was a stout motherly mare approaching middle life, who had never quite got her figure back after her fourth foal.

Foals, Motherly, Figures

George Orwell (2016). “Animal Farm”, p.1, Hamilton Books

Processions, meetings, military parades, lectures, waxwork displays, film shows, telescreen programs all had to be organized; stands had to be erected, effigies built, slogans coined, songs written, rumours circulated, photographs faked.

Song, Military, Lectures

George Orwell (2003). “1984”, Plume Books

I have no wish to take life, not even human life

Wish, Human Life, Humans

George Orwell (2001). “The Complete Novels of George Orwell: Animal Farm, Burmese Days, A Clergyman's Daughter, Coming Up for Air, Keep the Aspidistra Flying, Nineteen Eighty-Four”, p.32, Penguin UK

Why should be fruit be held inferior to the flower?

Flower, Fruit, Should

The human beings did not hate Animal Farm any less now that it was prospering; indeed, they hated it more than ever.

Hate, Animal, Humans

George Orwell (2016). “Animal Farm”, p.24, Hamilton Books

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