Always in your stomach and in your skin there was a sort of protest, a feeling that you had been cheated of something you had a right to.

— George Orwell

A mass of Latin words falls upon the facts like soft snow, blurring the outlines and covering up the details...

— George Orwell

.... And above all, it is your civilization, it is you. However much you hate it or laugh at it, you will never be happy away from it for any length of time

— George Orwell

And after that, you don't feel the same toward the other person any longer.

— George Orwell

And if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed—if all records told the same tale—then the lie passed into history and became truth. 'Who controls the past' ran the Party slogan, 'controls the future: who controls the present controls the past.

— George Orwell

And if our book consumption remains as low as it has been, at least let us admit that it is because reading is a less exciting pastime than going to the dogs, the pictures or the pub, and not because books, whether bought or borrowed, are too expensive.

— George Orwell

And perhaps you might pretend, afterward, that it was only a trick and that you just said it to make them stop and didn’t really mean it. But that isn’t true. At the time when it happens you do mean it. You think there’s no other way of saving yourself, and you’re quite ready to save yourself that way. You want it to happen to the other person. Furthermore, you don’t give a damn what they suffer. All you care about is yourself.

— George Orwell

And remember also that in fighting against man we must not come to resemble him. Even when you have conquered him, do not adopt his vices.

— George Orwell

And shall I still be allowed to wear ribbons in my mane?" asked Mollie." Comrade," said Snowball, "those ribbons that you are so devoted to are the badge of slavery. Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than ribbons?" Mollie agreed, but she did not sound very convinced.

— George Orwell

And then the chosen lie would pass into the permanent records and become truth

— George Orwell