1984 Quotes and Analysis4

PART 1
Quote Techniques Relevant human
experiences
It was a bright cold day in April, Contrasting imagery, striking first Normality
and the clocks were striking lines, disruptive and demonstrates Truth
thirteen. that setting unnatural and distorted
from normality, foreshadowing,
24 hours clock represents
modernisation and sharp
discontinuity with past
The black moustachioed face gazed Historical allusion to Stalin, Insecurity
down from every commanding makes image relevant to audience Lack of agency
corner…BIG BROTHER IS by connecting it to reality, Power of narrative
WATCHING YOU capitalisation demonstrates
authority and the notion that many
voices have been drowned out into
singular narrative, second person
intimidates reader, feel sense of
insecurity and uncertainty
alongside Winston, commanding
tone
You had to live – did live, from Internal focalisation on Winston, Insecurity and lack
habit that became instinct – in the motif of darkness with meaning of agency
assumption that every sound you upended to demonstrate its value,
made was overheard, and except in sense of insecurity, imagery of
darkness, every movement ‘habit’ suggests lack of agency
scrutinised
The Ministry of Truth…was Imagery of modernism is Insufficiency of
startlingly different from any other undermined by impersonal nature, technology
object in sight. It was an enormous reversal of machine age optimism
pyramidal structure of glittering
white concrete, soaring up terrace
after terrace, three hundred metres
into the air.
Winston who was thirty and had a Emaciated imagery, degradation Individuality
varicose ulcer above his right of society is reflected in the bodies Hero’s journey
ankle…a smallish frail figure, the of the people, Winston subverts
meagreness of his body merely the hero at the centre of the hero’s
emphasised by the blue overalls journey
which were the uniform of the
Party
To begin with, he did not know Undermines the certainty of the Insecurity
with any certainty that this was title and further disconcerts the Truth
1984. reader, ambiguity demonstrates Satiric warning
the perversion of truth and reality, against
connotes potentiality of this totalitarianism
occurring at any point in history
His small but childish handwriting Images of writing are messy and Winston as
straggled up and down the page, imperfect, stream of storyteller
shedding first its capital letters and consciousness comes into play,
finally even its full stops writing becomes an emotional
release and therefore freedom
A hideous ecstasy of fear and Juxtaposing emotions highlight Agency
vindictiveness…seemed to flow the contradictions between action Individuality
through the whole group like an and thought in oppressive regime, Inconsistencies
electric current, turning one even simile suggests the mechanisation
against one’s will of humanity, lack of freedom
Goldstein in spite of his isolation, Prophetic of Winston’s goal, Storytelling
his helplessness and the doubt that words transcend the lives of their Reality and truth
hung about his very existence, creators, is Goldstein even a real
seemed like a sinister enchanter, person or just a fictional creation
capable by the mere power of his of the party, simile conveys this
voice of wrecking the structure of power of language
civilisation
HE was the primal traitor, the Sound imagery, metaphor, all Party’s reliance on
earliest defiler of the Party’s unity. mobilised by the party to create narrative
narrative with fictitious character
It resembled the face of a sheep, at centre
and the voice, too, had a sheeplike
quality Ironic simile since Goldstein
defies the symbolism of the sheep
The dull rhythmic tramp of the – shows party control over
soldier’s boots formed the narrative
background to Goldstein’s bleating
voice.
She had some mechanical job on Irony, mechanical imagery again Party reliance on
one of the novel writing machines becomes symbolic of lack of narrative
individuality and true expression, Individuality
suggests the political function of
narrative but its lack of value
The Hate rose to its climax Sexual innuendo, power Power constructs
connected to sexuality, human emotion
capitalisation of Hate Gender
demonstrates manipulation of
language to weaponise human
emotion rather than experience it
Vivid beautiful hallucinations Juxtaposition of ‘beauty’ with Gender
flashed through his mind…he shockingly violent sexual Individual power
would tie her naked to a stake and imagery, subverts understanding
shoot her full of arrows like Saint of Winston as everyman,
Sebastian. He would ravish her and individual power can be exercised
cut her throat at the moment of even in totalitarian over women,
climax. sexual fantasy entwined with
fantasy of power
She picked up a heavy Newspeak Symbolism of degradation of Language
dictionary and flung it at the screen language
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER Repetition, capitalisation, mimics Control of language
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER the form of slogans showing grasp
DOWN WITH BIG BROTHER on language prevents Winston
thinking independently
He had committed – would still Turns attention to internal Individuality
have committed, even if he had focalisation, casts doubt on the
never set pen to paper – the privacy of that emotion
essential crime that contained all
others in itself. Thoughtcrime they
called it.
He was a lonely ghost uttering a Despondent metaphor that Storytelling
truth that nobody would ever hear. suggests the death of truth, yet re- Individuality
But so long as he uttered it, in afforms power of storytelling and Hero’s journey
some obscure way the continuity retaining humanity, personal
was not broken. power gained through
individuality
From the age of uniformity, from Anaphora, empowered tone, Storytelling
the age of solitude, from the age of addressed to future audience
Big Brother, from the age of demonstrating longevity of words,
doublethink – greetings! responds to despair of:

‘And what way of knowing that

the dominion of the Party would
not last forever?’
To know and not know, to be Long sentence, accumulation of Truth
conscious of complete truthfulness paradoxes demonstrates
while telling carefully constructed irrationality of doublethink that
lies…to use logic against logic, to disconcerts the audience, as they
repudiate morality while laying try to conceptualise it they are
claim to it…Even to understand the made victims of it by Orwell,
word ‘doublethink’ involved the showing how one can manipulate
use of doublethink. truth
For, how could you establish even Internal focalisation explicates the Truth
the most obvious fact when there power of knowledge and the Individual power
existed no record outside your own personal, rhetorical question Winston as a
memory? elucidates Winston’s individuality storyteller
and value of knowledge
You did not have friends Control of language, allusion to Relationships
nowadays, you had comrades Stalinist Russia Language
‘It’s a beautiful thing, the Gleeful tone but paradoxical Language
destruction of words’ statement disconcerts audience
It was not the man’s brain the was Synecdoche, the man, as an Language
speaking, it was his larynx. The individual, collapses into a series Individuality
stuff that was coming out of him of metonyms, medicalised
consisted of words, but it was not imagery, disdainful simile
speech in the true sense: it was invoking animalistic imagery of
noise uttered in unconsciousness, the duck demonstrates the
like the quacking of a duck dehumanisation that comes with
losing expression
…the cold water, the gritty soap, Rhetorical question once again Collective humanity
the cigarettes that came to pieces, focuses of Winston’s internal and shared
the food with its strange evil focalisation and its value, experience – can it
tastes? Why should one feel it to be degraded imagery accumulation, be wiped out by
intolerable unless one had some questions if there is a common power?
kind of ancestral memory that human spirit
things had once been different?
Your worst enemy, he reflected, Bitter irony, pathologizes own Individuality
was your own nervous system. body, disjunct between external Truth
and internal self
So the performance continued to Performance imagery, routine Gender
happen, once a week quite language + plainness of prose
regularly whenever it was not becomes impersonal
impossible.
The sexual act, successfully Emphatic tone (which implicitly Gender and sexuality
performed, was rebellion. Desire arises from Winston), truisms
was thoughtcrime.
It struck him that the truly Barren imagery, lack of Individuality
characteristic thing about modern individuality is centre of
life was not its cruelty and totalitarianism, lack of individual
insecurity, but simply its bareness, power
its dinginess, its listlessness.
The ideal set up by the Party was Reversal of machine age Individuality vs
something huge, terrible and optimism, impersonal nature of technology
glittering – a world of steel and technological imagery
concrete, of monstrous machines
and terrifying weapons
Three hundred million people all Face is symbolic of individuality Individuality
with the same face and erased in collective, collective
imagery, inspires fear in audience
of collective
The immediate advantages of Writing becomes process of Winston as
falsifying the past were obvious but clarification and enlightenment, storyteller,
the ultimate motive was capitalisation of the interrogative, individuality
mysterious. He took up his pen internal focalisation,
again and wrote:

I understand HOW: I do not

understand WHY
The hypnotic eyes gazed into his Fictitious character impresses Party as storyteller
own. It was as though some huge huge power, body affected by
force were pressing down upon you power, simile
– something that penetrated inside
your skull…
Truisms are true, hold on to that! Exclamatory language, addresses Truth
The solid world exists, its laws do the audience implicitly, truisms
not change. Stones are hard, water are undermined finally
is wet…’
Freedom is the freedom to say that Mathematical creates sense of Winston as a
two plus two make four. If that is objectivity, aphorism, freedom storyteller
granted, all else follows. associated with truth in the Truth
individual, writing in his diary Associations
 between power and
truth
ownlife Jargon dehumanises individuality, Individuality and
becomes more impersonal conformity
When he got up to it, he saw that it Ironically Winston dehumanises Individuality
was a human hand severed at the body parts while claiming to be an
wrist. Apart from the bloody individual, individuality is always
stump, the hand was so whitened as subjugated to survival
to resemble a plaster cast. He
kicked the thing into the gutter.
The thing was doubly attractive Objects are symbols of the past – History
because of its apparent uselessness, concrete, beauty becomes valued,
though he could guess that it must represents preserved past
once have been intended as a
paperweight.
‘Oranges and lemons’ Motif – represents preserved past History
in language, ironic because it’s a
Ironically undercut by ‘Here comes childish game yet represents such
candle to light you to bed, Here significance
comes a chopper to chop off your
head.’ Foreshadowing creates sinister
undertone to the preservation of
the past
‘like a leaden knell the words came Referring to the slogans, sound Truth
back to him’ imagery, shows the their
overwhelming nature
PART 2
I love you Italicisation, lineated in a similar Storytelling
way to the slogans but not Love
capitalised and familiar to readers,
simples sentence, shows how
plain prose communicates truths
At the sight of the words I love you Communication/language inspires Inconsistencies in
the desire to stay alive had welled new emotion, contorts our human experience
up in him, and the taking of minor individual experience owing to Storytelling
risks suddenly seemed stupid. our responsibility to loved ones
It was like trying to make a move Metaphor of manipulation but Individuality
at chess when you were already does not level the playing field, Agency
mated. Whichever way you turned, ubiquity of the party through
the telescreen faced you. technology
It occurred to him that he did not Foreshadowing, eyes represent the Love
know what colour the girl’s eyes soul and personality, denied by the Individuality
were…To turn his head and look at Party, true connection is unable to
her would have been inconceivable be fostered and one cannot truly
folly. know the other

With their hands locked together,

invisible among the press of
bodies, they stared steadily in front
of them, and instead of the eyes of
the girl, the eyes of the aged
prisoner gazed mournfully at
Winston out of nests of hair.
To look around was to show guilt Internal monologue, actions Agency
curtailed for survival
The sweetness of the air and the Juxtaposition, feels displaced in Agency
greenness of the leaves daunted nature which is not governed by Individuality
him. authoritarianism
Already on the walk from the Party’s control reflected in the Individuality
station, the May sunshine had body of its citizens, dehumanises Agency
made him feel dirty and etiolated, a self to show how technology
creature of the indoors, with the which symbolises party has
sooty dust of London in the pores fashioned his being
of his skin.
‘Always yell with the crowd, that’s Colloquial language, maxim, Julia Individuality
what I say. It’s the only way to be prioritise individual safety over Performative
safe’ Julia rebellion, performance of conformity
conformity
Them it appeared, meant the party, Disdainful tone, separation Individuality
and above all the Inner Party, about through pronoun, ironically
whom she talked with an open delineates herself yet performs
jeering hatred… conformity for safety
No mate, no rival was watching it. Rhetorical question in internal Agency
What made it sit at the edge of the monologue creates suspicion in Individuality
lonely wood and pour its music audience, nature is foil for the Constraints of
into nothingness? constraints of humanity, it does technology
not perform, it only acts as it
pleases
Perhaps at the other end of the Metaphor, dehumanises Party Individuality
instrument some small beetle like members, repetition highlights
man was listening intently – momentousness of bird’s beauty
listening to that.
Anything that hinted at corruption Paradoxical human desires under Individuality (its
filled him with wild hope. oppression, juxtaposition paradoxes)

‘I hate purity! I hate goodness! I Exclamatory language,

don’t want any virtue to exist demonstrates strength of emotion
anywhere. I want everyone to be when it has been suppressed and
corrupt to the bones.’ only now voiced
But you could not have pure love Internal focalisation, Winston sees Individuality
or pure lust nowadays. No emotion how emotion is distorted by the Emotion
was pure because everything was Party, how it becomes constructed
mixed up with fear and hatred by power
Their embrace had been a battle, Metaphor, declarative statements, Gender and sexuality
the climax a victory. It was a blow emphatic tone makes political
struck against the Party. It was a statements, anaphora,
political act.
…accepting the Party as something Simile, Julia becomes a foil for Rebellion against
unalterable, like the sky, not Winston’s intellectual rebellion authority
rebelling against its authority but against Party authority, simile is
simply evading it, as a rabbit rather scathing of this attitude
dodges a dog
With Julia, everything came back Julia as foil for Winston, Julia’s Gender
to her sexuality. rebellion tied up in sexuality and Polticisiation of
politicisation of her femininity, personal identity
polticisation of personal identity?
Oh rubbish! Which would you Stream of consciousness, Individuality
sooner sleep with, me or a anaphora, manifesto against party Agency
skeleton? Don’t you enjoy being of unconsciousness, emphatic
alive? Don’t you like the feeling: tone, despite not being political
This is me, this is my hand, this is becomes politicised, contrasts
my leg, I’m real, I’m solid, I’m Winston’s intellectualising
alive! Don’t you like this?
‘We are the dead’ he said Foreshadowing, ominous tone, Power
‘We’re not the dead yet,’ said Julia Winston’s pessimism
prosaically
‘The old-fashioned clock with the Contrast to opening lines, return to Humanity over
twelve-hour face was ticking away past and human beauty technology
on the mantelpiece.’
The improvement in her Limited perspective of Winston Gender
appearance was startling. With just invites the male gaze, femininity
a few dabs of colour in the right as performance for male gaze
places she had become not only becomes a form of power and
very much prettier, but, above all, entrapment
far more feminine.
‘I’ll wear silk stockings and high- Signifiers of a specific type of Gender
heeled shoes! In this room I’m femininity, identity as female
going to be a woman not a Party separates her from conformity, but
comrade.’ ironically still speaks to a
feminine conformity existing in
Orwell’s context, women still
constrained by power
‘I wonder what a lemon was,’ she Past tense, blasé tone, disconcerts Truth
added inconsequentially. audience, use of familiar object as
symbol of lost truths, natural
imagery
The paperweight was the room he Paradoxically beautiful and Individuality
was in, and the coral was Julia’ life sinister imagery, denotes beauty Connection
and his own, fixed in a sort of of human connection yet their
eternity at the heart of the crystal. entrapment, motif of paperweight
illustrates the humanity not
condoned by Party, romantic
imagery is metaphorical BUT
entrapping, symbolism
It was enough. Syme had ceased to Short sentences, shocks audience, Terror
exist: he had never existed. foreshadowing
Dirty or clean, the room was Room becomes metaphorical Connection
paradise. microcosm for private life and Privacy
human connection
To hang on from day to day and Importance of survival over Individuality
from week to week, spinning out a individuality, foreshadowing
present that had no future, seemed
an unconquerable instinct, just as
one’s lungs will always draw the
next breath so long as there is air
available.
The room was a world, a pocket of Metaphor, imagery is reminiscent Privacy
the past where extinct animals of the paperweight, extinct Emotion
could walk. animals represent the old human History
emotions and experiences, All themes
Getting there was difficult and Ironically optimistic, does not Hero’s journey
dangerous, but the room itself was mesh with reality, reminiscent of Privacy
sanctuary. the hero’s journey
Often she was ready to accept the Foil to Winston, power shows Truth
official mythology, simply because people don’t care between fluid
the difference between truth and notions about truth and fiction
falsehood did not seem important
to her.
‘You’re only a rebel from the waist Julia as a foil, femininity is Julia’s Gender
downwards.’ method of rebellion but is
demeaned
They simply swallowed everything Animalistic imagery, simile, Party as storyteller
and what they swallowed did them dehumanises them by not Individualism
no harm, because it left no residue understanding storytelling of
behind, just as a grain on corn will Party, encourages to deconstruct
pass undigested through the body normative narratives
of a bird.
He moved from thoughts to words, Process of words becoming Storytelling/language
and now from words to actions. actions and the importance of Hero’s journey
The last step was something that language, hero’s journey
would happen in the Ministry of subverted
Love.
He had the sensation of stepping Foreshadowing, metaphor, Hero’s journey
into the dampness of a grave, and it subversion of hero’s journey, Failure
was not much better because he audience still retains optimistic
had always known that the grave hopes for his success, bleak tone,
was there and waiting for him. imagery
Winston’s dreams of his mother Represents the private emotions Family
and sacrifices on individuals in the Individuality and the
If you loved someone, you loved past, dreams connote the loss of it
him, and when you had nothing immaterial nature of these things
else to give, you still gave him Limitless nature of love
love.
Chocolate is representative of love
When the last of the chocolate was in the past era which has been
gone, his mother had clasped the untainted by the Party
child in her arms. It was no use, it
changed nothing, it did not produce
more chocolate, it did not avert the
child’s death or her own; but it
seemed natural to her to do it.
‘Confession is not betrayal. What Emotions are valorised, betrayal Connections
you say or do doesn’t matter; only equated with losing connection, Human emotion
feelings matter. If they could make externalising political thought,
me stop loving you – that would be political, short statements
real betrayal.’ Winston
But if the object was not to stay Rhetorical question, dramatic Emotion
alive but to stay human, what irony allows audience to remain Interior
difference did it ultimately make? hopeful before it is crushed, self/individuality
They could not alter your feelings. importance of emotion,
love/humanity essential to
…the inner heart, whose workings rebellion
were mysterious even to yourself,
remained impregnable.
He began asking his questions in a Religious allusion, transforms Party as storyteller
low, expressionless voice, as political movement into religious, Individuality
though this were a routine, a sort of part of counternarrative that
catechism, most of whose answers empowers the rebellious
were known to him already
You are prepared to cheat, to forge, Listing, undermining humanity Individuality
to blackmail, to corrupt the minds Winston stands for, chant-like, Truth
of children, to distribute habit repetition, irony in that rebellion Fallibility of
forming drugs, to encourage involves losing humanity, later language
prostitution, to disseminate mobilised against him
venereal disease
Nothing holds it together except an Metafictively reflects the nature of Party as a storyteller
idea which is indestructible. You the Party, held together by
will never have anything to sustain narrative that overwhelms
you except the idea. individuals
Again O’Brien nodded. With a sort O’Brien ironically finishes the Party as a storyteller
of grave courtesy he completed the rhyme that represents Winston’s
stanza: hope but ominously leads into the
final ‘chop off your head line’
Winston was gelatinous with Defies newspeak rules, Language, personal
fatigue. Gelatinous was the right importance of language storytelling
word. It had come into his head
spontaneously
The Theory and practice of Oxymoron, complex intellectual Power of storytelling
Oligarchical Collectivism thinking allows one to think
independently, book encapsulates
power of storytelling
It said what he would have said, if Power of storytelling, internal Storytelling is
it had been possible for him to set focalisation politicised
his scattered thoughts in order. It
was the product of a mind similar
to his own, but enormously more
powerful, more systematic, less
fear-ridden.
Being in a minority, even a Internal focalisation, emphatic Truth
minority of one, did not make you statement, aphorism,
mad.
There was truth and there was Mirrors the first sentence, images Truth
untruth, and if you clung to the demonstrate the power against the
truth even against the whole world, individual
you were not mad.
‘You are the dead’ repeated the Optimism is destroyed by iron Truth
iron voice voice, inflexibility of the image,
impersonal image
It was starting, it was starting at Final phase of journey, of failure, Hero’s journey
last! is expected
Motifs all shift as hope is destroyed Shatters the motif of hope and Security
security Privacy
‘The fragment of coral, a tiny
crinky of pink like a sugar rosebud
from a cake, rolled across the matt’
PART 3
He hardly thought of Julia…He Impersonal language underscored Personal connection
loved her and would not betray her; by mathematical allusion, short As superficial
but that was only a fact, known as sentences, love is only response to Agency
he knew the rules of arithmetic. He totalitarian power, ironic since he
felt no love for her will betray her
In this place, he knew instinctively, Meaning of light is subverted, Storytelling
the lights would never be turned instead of hope it means torture,
out. It was the place with no demonstrates the deceptive nature
darkness of party storytelling
He thought: ‘If I could save Julia Internal focalisation, Winston is Hero’s journey
by doubling my own pain, would I incapable of feelings, perception Emotion
do it? Yes, I would.’ But that was of the hero is distorted, archetypal Connection
an intellectual decision. hero journey/action
In the face of pain, there are no Repetition, internal focalisation, Hero’s journey
heroes, no heroes, he though over violent imagery, Winston’s power
and over as he writhed on the floor, of storytelling is neutralised by
clutching uselessly at his disabled greater power (pain)
arm
He became simply a mouth that Metonymical images, synecdoche, Hero’s journey
uttered, a hand that signed, dehumanises Winston when Individuality
whatever was demanded of him. subject to power, terror overcomes
the hero in journey
‘Sometimes they are five. Equivocation, truth is fluid, Truth
Sometimes they are three. anaphora conveys the uncertainty, Power of storytelling
Sometimes they are all of them at paradoxical statements,
once. You must try harder. It is not disconcerts audience
easy to become sane.’
‘Don’t worry Winston…I shall Paradoxical, biblical allusion, Individuality
save you. I shall make you perfect O’Brien takes on the language of
religious god-like figure,
individuality is moulded by
power, conformity is deemed
‘perfection’
‘You are the flaw in the pattern, Similes make Winston individual, Individuality
Winston. You are the stain that the ‘hero’ non-conformist figure, Hero’s journey
must be wiped out.’ hope of audience continues but is
eventually stamped
‘You will be hollow. We shall Metaphor of vacuum, violent Individuality
squeeze you empty and then we imagery, individuality is removed, Party vs individual
shall fill you with ourselves.’ Party replaces individual narrative storyteller
‘You preferred to be a lunatic, a Ironically euphemistic, reverse Storytellers
minority of one. Only the Winston’s words on themselves Truth
disciplined mind can see reality,
Winston.’
‘She betrayed you, Winston. Adverbs, short sentence, love and Individuality
Immediately – unreservedly’ connection irrelevant in face of Connection
power Emotion
He had the air of a doctor, a Irony since O’Brien is the torturer, Power
teacher, even a priest, anxious to simile draws on nurturing figures Storytellers
explain and persuade rather than that are juxtaposed with the role of Hero’s journey
punish torture, exposing the paradoxes Truth
and ironies in the Party’s system
that allow it to control citizens,
mentor to the hero role remains
but as a torturer
‘You remember it’ Contradiction and refutations bend Truth
‘I do not remember it’ said O’Brien reality, short sentences epitomise
Winston’s heart sank. That was defeat and despair
doublethink. He had a feeling of
deadly helplessness.
‘I wrote it. That is to say, I Undermines the narratives Language
collaborated in writing it. No book established by Winston, Party’s Storytellers
is produced individually, as you storytelling supersedes the
know.’ individual, metafictvely meditates
on the political nature of text and
therefore the malleability of
language
Reality is in the skull Suggests the postmodern theories Truth
of multiple truths that are equally
valid, only to undermine with the
absolute control and dictatorship
over truth, ironic, critique of
multiplicity and flexibility of
truth, the need to re-articulate the
concreteness of truth
If you want a picture of the future, Synecdochial boot has no identity Truth
imagine a boot stamping on a behind it but represents the Individuality
human face – forever. faceless collective, face is
symbolic of individuality, it is
erased by collective embodied I
the synecdochial boot, hyphen
creates pause that emphasises the
forever and heightens audience
tension
‘We are the priests of power’ Metaphor invokes the power of Truth
religion, religious texts are further Power
the dictators of truth to the
populace, heightening the potency
of the metaphor
‘You are rotting away; you are Second person pronoun includes Storytelling
falling to pieces. What are you? A audience and they feel similar Individuality
bag of filth. Now turn round and despair as Winston, emaciated How power is able to
look into that mirror again. Do you imagery reflects the state of construct various
see that thing facing you? That is humanity, Winston becomes things – regardless of
the last man. If you are human, that symbol for society writ large, individual
is humanity.’ mirror imagery
‘You are a difficult case. But don’t Dispassionate tone, grotesque Hero’s journey
give up hope. Everyone is cured subversion of the hero’s journey, Truth
sooner or later. In the end we shall euphemistic irony of ‘cured’, Individuality
shoot you.’ curing is distortion of reality and
erasure of identity
The so-called laws of Nature were Anaphora, dismissive tone, Truth
nonsense. The law of gravity was rationality even its most
nonsense. authoritative forms in scientific,
objective laws, are overcome by
totalitarian power
The arithmetical problems raised, Internal focalisation remains, Truth
for instance, by such a statements thoughts that transform into the
as ‘two and two make five’ were irrational are still sincerely
beyond his intellectual grasp expressed, motif shifts to show
how stupidity is needed by party
Stupidity was as necessary as
intelligence, and as difficult to
attain.
…in the mind he had surrendered, Separation of mind and human Emotion
but he had hope to keep the inner emotion as final frontier to Love
heart inviolate control, foreshadowing Connection
To die hating them was freedom Hero’s journey motif returns in Individuality
hope spot that foreshadows the
Contrast with ending: loving BB ending, emphatic tone, political
slogan
Do it to Julia! Do it to Julia! Not Exclamatory language, Individuality
me! Julia! fragmented sentences, repetition, Connection
symbolic of splintered individual
cracked apart by power, betrayal
of own internality
His soul as white as snow Represents purity of spirit, Individuality
religious connotations, simile is
bitterly ironic given the nature of
his beliefs
He had won victory over himself. Short statement, definite tone, Individuality
He loved Big Brother. disturbing lexical reversal and Power
negation, ironic Truth
The lot
Appendix Big Brother does not get last word
and implies that he was defeated
through language, Newspeak din’t
take and as long as people have
speech they have freedom