Every war when it comes, or before it comes, is represented not as a war but as an act of self defense against a homicidal maniac.

Satan finds some mischief still, even in the jungle.

At age fifty, every man has the face he deserves.

All 'favorable' Utopias seem to be alike in postulating perfection while being unable to suggest happiness.

Our windmill was ruined. Our spirits were at their lowest. But, Napoleon seemed... triumphant.

Windmill or no windmill, he said life would go on as it has always gone on—that is, badly.

What can you do, thought Winston, against the lunatic who is more intelligent than yourself; who gives your arguments a fair hearing and simply persists in his lunacy?

The great enemy of clear language is insincerity.

The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again, but already it was impossible to say which was which.

I enjoy talking to you. Your mind appeals to me.