The prime necessities for success in life are money, athleticism, tailor made clothes and a charming smile.
The urge to shout filthy words at the top of his voice was as strong as ever.
Man is the only real enemy we have. Remove Man from the scene, and the root cause of hunger and overwork is abolished forever.
Either we all live in a decent world, or nobody does.
The existence of good bad literature – the fact that one can be amused or excited or even moved by a book that one’s intellect simply refuses to take seriously – is a reminder that art is not the same thing as cerebration.
Reality is inside the skull.
England is the most class-ridden country under the sun. It is a land of snobbery and privilege, ruled largely by the old and silly.
Surely, comrades, you don’t want Jones back?
He was a lonely ghost uttering a truth that nobody would ever hear.
Let’s face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short.
Can you not understand that liberty is worth more than just ribbons?
He was alone. The past was dead, the future was unimaginable.
The problem was how to keep the wheels of industry turning without increasing the real wealth of the world. Goods must be produced, but they must not be distributed. And in practice the only way of achieving this was by continuous warfare.
Donkeys live a long time. None of you has ever seen a dead donkey.
If he thinks he floats off the floor, and if I simultaneously think I see him do it, then the thing happens.
They were governed by private loyalties which they did not question. What mattered were individual relationships, and a completely helpless gesture, an embrace, a tear, a word spoken to a dying man, could have value in itself.
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.
He would say that God had given him a tail to keep the flies off, but that he would sooner have had no tail and no flies.
An earthquake is such fun when it is over.
Last of all came the cat, who looked round, as usual, for the warmest place, and finally squeezed herself in between Boxer and Clover; there she purred contentedly throughout Major’s speech without listening to a word of what he was saying.