Tuesday, March 24, 2020
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1984 by George Orwell. Quotes II
-Were these people able to treat you as an inferior, simply because they were rich and you were poor?
-The hunting-down and destruction of books had been done with the same thoroughness in the prole quarters as everywhere else.
-Statues, inscriptions, memorial stones, the names of streets, anything that might throw light upon the past had been systematically altered.
-The news is all lies anyway.
-By lack of understanding they remained sane.
-Confession is not betrayal. Only feelings matter.
-If you can feel that staying human is worth while, even when it can't have any result whatever, you've beaten them.
-They could lay bare in the utmost detail everything that you had done, or said, or thought; but the inner heart, whose workings were mysterious even to yourself, remained impregnable.
-Being in a minority, even a minority of one, did not make you mad.
-If you cling to the truth even against the whole world, you are not mad.
-Sanity is not statistical.
-The people under the sky were also very much the same.
-If there was hope, it lay in the proles.
-Whatever the Party holds to be truth is truth.
-Perhaps, one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.
-It is intolerable to us that an erroneous thought should exist anywhere in the world, however secret and powerless it may be.
-You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.
-The Party seeks power for its own sake. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power, only power, pure power.
-Power is collective. The individual only has power in so far as he ceases to be an individual.
-Power is power over human beings. Over the body, but above all, over the mind.
-Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation.
-Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.
-If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face forever.
-It is impossible to found a civilization on fear and hatred and cruelty. It would never endure.
-Life will defeat you.
-It is one of the most characteristic and destructive developments of our own society that man, becoming more and more of an instrument, transforms reality more and more into something relative to his own interests and functions.
-The hunting-down and destruction of books had been done with the same thoroughness in the prole quarters as everywhere else.
-Statues, inscriptions, memorial stones, the names of streets, anything that might throw light upon the past had been systematically altered.
-The news is all lies anyway.
-By lack of understanding they remained sane.
-Confession is not betrayal. Only feelings matter.
-If you can feel that staying human is worth while, even when it can't have any result whatever, you've beaten them.
-They could lay bare in the utmost detail everything that you had done, or said, or thought; but the inner heart, whose workings were mysterious even to yourself, remained impregnable.
-Being in a minority, even a minority of one, did not make you mad.
-If you cling to the truth even against the whole world, you are not mad.
-Sanity is not statistical.
-The people under the sky were also very much the same.
-If there was hope, it lay in the proles.
-Whatever the Party holds to be truth is truth.
-Perhaps, one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.
-It is intolerable to us that an erroneous thought should exist anywhere in the world, however secret and powerless it may be.
-You will be hollow. We shall squeeze you empty, and then we shall fill you with ourselves.
-The Party seeks power for its own sake. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power, only power, pure power.
-Power is collective. The individual only has power in so far as he ceases to be an individual.
-Power is power over human beings. Over the body, but above all, over the mind.
-Power is in inflicting pain and humiliation.
-Power is in tearing human minds to pieces and putting them together again in new shapes of your own choosing.
-If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face forever.
-It is impossible to found a civilization on fear and hatred and cruelty. It would never endure.
-Life will defeat you.
-It is one of the most characteristic and destructive developments of our own society that man, becoming more and more of an instrument, transforms reality more and more into something relative to his own interests and functions.
1984 by George Orwel. Quotes
-You had to live with the assumption that every sound you made was overheard, and except in darkness, every movement scrutinized.
-The thing that he was about to do was to open a diary. This was not illegal, but if detected it was reasonably certain that it would be punished by death, or at least buy twenty five years in a forced-labor camp.
-The lives of his mother and his sister have been sacrificed to his own.
-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.
-Don't you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought?
-The Proles are not human beings.
-Orthodoxy means not thinking, not needing to think.
-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.
-Why should one feel it to be intolerable unless one had some kind of ancestral memory that things had once been different?
-To wear an improper expression on your face, was itself a punishable offense.
-The only recognize purpose of marriage was to beget children for the service of the Party.
-The Party taught that the Proles were natural inferiors who must be kept in subjection, like animals, by the application of a few simple rules.
-To do anything that suggested a taste for solitude, even to go for a walk by yourself, was always slightly dangerous.
-The thing that he was about to do was to open a diary. This was not illegal, but if detected it was reasonably certain that it would be punished by death, or at least buy twenty five years in a forced-labor camp.
-The lives of his mother and his sister have been sacrificed to his own.
-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.
-Don't you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought?
-The Proles are not human beings.
-Orthodoxy means not thinking, not needing to think.
-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.
-Why should one feel it to be intolerable unless one had some kind of ancestral memory that things had once been different?
-To wear an improper expression on your face, was itself a punishable offense.
-The only recognize purpose of marriage was to beget children for the service of the Party.
-The Party taught that the Proles were natural inferiors who must be kept in subjection, like animals, by the application of a few simple rules.
-To do anything that suggested a taste for solitude, even to go for a walk by yourself, was always slightly dangerous.
Tuesday, March 10, 2020
All the Bright Places. Quotes.
-You know people call you "The Freak", right?
-Yeah. Sometimes I say and do things without thinking and... people don't like that. People like labels. The like putting you in a box. The want you to be who they want you to be.
-People don't like messy.
-Or different.
-Tell me about Eleonor.
-She was bossy... like you.
-I like her already.
-She hated reading... She only liked this Italian poet, Cesare Pavese. He said: "We do not remember days, we remember moments". Anytime I was having a bad day, she always said that. Like it was supposed to fix something...
-Did it?
-Yeah. It did.
-What else?
-She was my best friend.
-"Eleanor Markey: sister, best friend". That's a pretty good epitaph. What would yours be?
-"Violet Markey: I was here".
-Then... without really knowing... I changed... I wasn't worried about what happened if I lived, I was worried about if I didn't... What I would miss... I worried about not remembering... Not remembering all of the moments... all of the places... and that's because of Finch... because he taught me to wander... He taught me that you don't have to climb a mountain to stand on top of the world... That even the ugliest of places can be beautiful as long as you take time to look... that it's ok to get lost, as long as you find your way back. But in learning all of that, I missed seeing something more important... seeing Finch... I missed that he was in pain... I missed that he was teaching me all along how to move on... Finch was a dreamer... he dreamt while he was awake... He dreamt of all the beauty in the world and he made it come to life... Finch taught me that there's beauty in the most unexpected of places... and that there are bright places... even in dark times... And that if there isn't, you can be that bright place with infinite capacities...
-Yeah. Sometimes I say and do things without thinking and... people don't like that. People like labels. The like putting you in a box. The want you to be who they want you to be.
-People don't like messy.
-Or different.
-Tell me about Eleonor.
-She was bossy... like you.
-I like her already.
-She hated reading... She only liked this Italian poet, Cesare Pavese. He said: "We do not remember days, we remember moments". Anytime I was having a bad day, she always said that. Like it was supposed to fix something...
-Did it?
-Yeah. It did.
-What else?
-She was my best friend.
-"Eleanor Markey: sister, best friend". That's a pretty good epitaph. What would yours be?
-"Violet Markey: I was here".
-Then... without really knowing... I changed... I wasn't worried about what happened if I lived, I was worried about if I didn't... What I would miss... I worried about not remembering... Not remembering all of the moments... all of the places... and that's because of Finch... because he taught me to wander... He taught me that you don't have to climb a mountain to stand on top of the world... That even the ugliest of places can be beautiful as long as you take time to look... that it's ok to get lost, as long as you find your way back. But in learning all of that, I missed seeing something more important... seeing Finch... I missed that he was in pain... I missed that he was teaching me all along how to move on... Finch was a dreamer... he dreamt while he was awake... He dreamt of all the beauty in the world and he made it come to life... Finch taught me that there's beauty in the most unexpected of places... and that there are bright places... even in dark times... And that if there isn't, you can be that bright place with infinite capacities...
Monday, March 9, 2020
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