29 June 2008
Quotes from The Book of the Month
Posted by Joy Bischoff under: Book of the Month .
He had capitulated, that was agreed. In reality, as he saw now, he had been ready to capitulate long before he had taken the decision. From the moment when he was inside the Ministry of Love – and yes, even during those minutes when he and Julia had stood helpless while the iron voice from the telescreen told them what to do – he had grasped the frivolity, the shallowness of his attempt to set himself up against the power of the Party. He knew now that for seven years the Thought police had watched him like a beetle under a magnifying glass. There was no physical act, no word spoken aloud, that they had not noticed, no train of thought that they had not been able to infer. Even the speck of whitish dust on the cover of his diary they had carefully replaced. They had played sound-tracks to him, shown him photographs. Some of them were photographs of Julia and himself. Yes, even… He could not fight against the Party any longer. Besides, the Party was in the right. It must be so ; how could the immortal, collective brain be mistaken ? By what external standard could you check its judgements ? Sanity was statistical. It was merely a question of learning to think as they thought. Only – !
The pencil felt thick and awkward in his fingers. He began to write down the thoughts that came into his head. He wrote first in large clumsy capitals :
1984 by George Orwell
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