1984 9.4分
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宋小白

It was one of those pictures which are so contrived that the eyes follow you about when you move. BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU, the caption beneath it ran. ------- fruity voice ------- It depicted simply an enormous face, ------- the voice sank somewhat, ------- a harsh blue, ------- darted away again with a curving flight. It was the police patrol, snooping into ------- the Thought Police plugged in on any individual wire was guesswork. ------- The Ministry of Peace, which concerned itself with war. ------- The Ministry of Peace, which concerned itself with war. The Ministry of Love, which maintained law and order. ------- The Ministry of Peace, which concerned itself with war. The Ministry of Love, which maintained law and order. And the Ministry of Plenty, which was responsible for economic affairs. ------- gulped it down like a dose of medicine. ------- It was a peculiarly beautiful book. Its smooth creamy paper, a little yellowed by age, was of a kind that had not been manufactured for at least forty years past. ------- This was not illegal (nothing was illegal, since there were no longer any laws), but if detected it was reasonably certain that it would be punished by death, ------- but it was never possible nowadays to pin down any date within a year or two. ------- came home to him. ------- he had a certain charm of manner. He had a trick of resettling his spectacles on his nose which was curiously disarming—in some indefinable way, curiously civilized. ------- He felt deeply drawn to him, and not solely because he was intrigued by the contrast between O’Brien’s urbane manner and his prize-fighter’s physique. ------- bristled the hair at the back ------- A day never passed when spies and saboteurs acting under his directions were not unmasked by the Thought Police. ------- Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to ------- The horrible thing about the Two Minutes Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but, on the contrary, that it was impossible to avoid joining in. ------- snatches of overheard conversation, faint scribbles on lavatory walls—once, ------- voluptuously ------- paper—the essential crime that contained all others in itself. Thoughtcrime, they called it. ------- in the futile hope that ------- “Up with your hands!” ------- It was only later and by degrees that they had seemed to take on significance. ------- sure—even after this morning’s flash of the eyes it was still impossible to be sure whether O’Brien was a friend or an enemy. Nor did it even seem to matter greatly. ------- the chocolate ration ------- torn poster to and fro, ------- the voice enveloping you. ------- Thoughtcrime does not entail death: thoughtcrime IS death. ------- The two of them must evidently have been swallowed up in one of the first great purges of the fifties. ------- he could see the knowledge in their faces. ------- “Stand easy!” barked the instructress, a little more genially. ------- to use logic against logic, ------- All history was a palimpsest, scraped clean and reinscribed exactly as often as was necessary. In ------- Likelier still, ------- All one knew was that every quarter astronomical numbers of boots were produced on paper, ------- and his spectacles darted a hostile flash in Winston’s direction. ------- and when once the act of forgery was forgotten, he would exist just as authentically, ------- the large nip. ------- They threaded their way across the crowded room ------- harsh gabble almost like the quacking of a duck, which pierced the general uproar of the room. ------- In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally impossible, because there will be no words in which to express it. ------- The voice from the other table quacked rapidly on, easily audible in spite of the surrounding din. ------- Yet a faint air of disreputability always clung to him. ------- so much so that ------- you sat with elbows touching; bent spoons, dented trays, coarse white mugs; all surfaces greasy, grime in every crack; and a sourish, composite smell of bad gin and bad coffee and metallic stew and dirty clothes. ------- to wear an improper expression on your face (to look incredulous when a victory was announced, for example) was itself a punishable offence. There was even a word for it in Newspeak: facecrime, it was called. ------- She threw herself down on the bed, ------- if only they could somehow become conscious of their own strength. ------- beneath suspicion. ------- Party was trying to achieve. Great areas of it, even for a Party member, were neutral ------- The reality was decaying, dingy cities where underfed people shuffled to and fro in leaky shoes, in patched-up nineteenth-century houses that smelt always of cabbage and bad lavatories. ------- Truisms are true, hold on to that! ------- caught scraps of conversation as he approached. ------- Winston could see absorption in every line of their bodies. ------- pushed open the swing door and went in. ------- The barman swished two half-litres of dark-brown beer into thick glasses which he had rinsed in a bucket under the counter. ------- The game of darts was in full swing again, ------- since the few scattered survivors from the ancient world were incapable of comparing one age with another. ------- “I was passing,” said Winston vaguely. “I just looked in. I don’t want anything in particular.” “It’s just as well,” ------- place looked curiously inviting. ------- With ice at his heart Winston followed. ------- Soon he was within arm’s length of the girl, ------- In the trucks little yellow men in shabby greenish uniforms were squatting, jammed close together. ------- a few boos and hisses, ------- get hold of a little black-market butter. ------- “I couldn’t care less,” ------- It was even a sort of love-offering to start off by telling the worst. ------- its cult of strenuousness and self-denial simply a sham concealing iniquity. ------- “talking by instalments”. ------- camouflage. If you kept the small rules, you could break the big ones. ------- down to the final touching-up ------- The clever thing was to break the rules and stay alive all the same. ------- What was more important was that sexual privation induced hysteria, which was desirable because it could be transformed ------- What was more important was that sexual privation induced hysteria, which was desirable because it could be transformed into war-fever and leader-worship. ------- In this game that we’re playing, we can’t win. Some kinds of failure are better than other kinds, that’s all.” ------- All you needed was luck and cunning and boldness. ------- entailed were throwing extra work on to everybody. Finally both of them managed to secure a ------- entailed were throwing extra work on to everybody. ------- With just a few dabs of colour in the right places she had become not only very much prettier, ------- It was not very skilfully done, ------- a deadly effort, like wrenching a piece out of his own brain, ------- failed to grasp the point of the story. ------- She knew when to cheer and when to boo, ------- His name has slipped my memory for the moment.” ------- It would not have occurred to her that an action which is ineffectual thereby becomes meaningless. If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love. ------- “We may be together for another six months—a year—there’s no knowing. ------- The seconds marched past, enormous. ------- They add nothing to the wealth of the world, since whatever they produce is used for purposes of war, ------- Reality only exerts its pressure through the needs of everyday life—the ------- set his scattered thoughts in order. ------- They are then overthrown by the Middle, who enlist the Low on their side by pretending to them that they are fighting for liberty and justice. ------- But the purpose of all of them was to arrest progress and freeze history at a chosen moment. ------- but this time, by conscious strategy, the High would be able to maintain ------- but this time, by conscious strategy, the High would be able to maintain their position permanently. ------- torture to extract confessions, ------- It had long been realized that the only secure basis for oligarchy is collectivism. ------- There are only four ways in which a ruling group can fall from power. Either it is conquered from without, or it governs so inefficiently that the masses are stirred to revolt, or it allows a strong and discontented Middle group to come into being, or it loses its own self-confidence and willingness to govern. These causes do not operate singly, and as a rule all four of them are present in some degree. ------- Who wields power is not important, provided that the hierarchical structure remains always the same. ------- Doublethink lies at the very heart of Ingsoc, since the essential act of the Party is to use conscious deception while retaining the firmness of purpose that goes with complete honesty. ------- Later, in the twentieth century, there were the totalitarians, as they were called. There were the German Nazis and the Russian Communists. ------- We make them true. And above all we do not allow the dead to rise up against us. ------- vindicate you, Winston. Posterity will never ------- You must stop imagining that posterity will vindicate you, Winston. Posterity will never hear of you. ------- You must stop imagining that posterity will vindicate you, Winston. Posterity will never hear of you. You will be lifted clean out from the stream of history. ------- We convert him, we capture his inner mind, we reshape him. We burn all evil and all illusion out of him; ------- It is intolerable to us that an erroneous thought should exist anywhere in the world, however secret and powerless it may be. Even in the instant of death we cannot permit any deviation. ------- But we make the brain perfect before we blow it out. ------- Power is not a means, it is an end. ------- The first thing you must realize is that power is collective. ------- if he can merge himself in the Party so that he is the Party, then he is all-powerful and immortal. ------- The second thing for you to realize is that power is power over human beings. Over the body—but, above all, over the mind. ------- If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face—for ever.” ------- This drama that I have played out ------- This drama that I have played out with you during seven years ------- Stupidity was as necessary as intelligence, and as difficult to attain. ------- own perfection. To die hating them, that was freedom. ------- They would have blown a hole in their own perfection. To die hating them, that was freedom. ------- if you want to keep a secret you must also hide it from yourself. ------- he must keep his hatred locked up inside him like a ball of matter which was part of himself and yet unconnected with the rest of him, a kind of cyst. ------- by willing ------- cauterized out. -------

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