I find George Orwell eminently unreadable.

“He hated her because…he wanted to go to bed with her and never do so, because round her sweep supple waist…there was only the odious scarlet sash, aggressive symbol of chastity” (1984, p 16-17).

“The arrests invariable happened at night. The sudden jerk out of sleep, the rough hand shaking your shoulder…In the vast majority of the cases there was no trial, no report of the arrest. People simply disappeared” (p 19-20).

“Hardly a week passed in which the Times did not carry a paragraph describing how some eavesdropping little sneakhad overheard some compromising remark and denounced his parents to the Thought Police” (p 24).

“Since about that time, war had been literally continuous, though strictly speaking it had not always been the same war” (p 31).

“The past, he reflected, had not merely been altered, it had been actually destroyed. For how could you establish even the most obvious fact when there existed no record outside your own memory” (p 33).

“His face remained completely inscrutable. Never show dismay! Never show resentment! A single flicker of the eyes could give you away” (p 34).

“Today’s issue contained a statement of the actual output, from which it appeared that the forecasts were in every instance grossly wrong. Winston’s job was to rectify the original figures by making them agree with the later ones” (p 36).

“At any given moment there was some necessary article which the Party shops were unable to supply. Sometimes it was buttons, sometimes it was darning wool, sometimes it was shoelaces” (p 43-44).

It’s a 245 page book. I’ve just gone through the first fifty pages. You guys take it from here.

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