لو كنت تشعر باشمئزاز من مذاق الطعام الرديء والجوارب الملتصقة والثياب القذرة, فلا بد أنك تملك فكرة عما هو جيد... لا بد أنك تذكر وقتاً ما كانت الأمور مخ… - George Orwell

It was possible, no doubt, to imagine a society in which wealth, in the sense of personal possessions and luxuries, should be evenly distributed, while power remained in the hands of a small privileged caste. But in practice such a society could not long remain stable. For if leisure and security were enjoyed by all alike, the great mass of human beings who are normally stupefied by poverty would become literate and would learn to think for themselves; and when once they had done this, they would sooner or later realise that the privileged minority had no function, and they would sweep it away. In the long run, a hierarchical society was only possible on a basis of poverty and ignorance.

Ah, the poverty, the shortness the disappointment of human joy! For in reality car en realite, what is the duration of the supreme moment of love? It is nothing, an instant, a second perhaps. A second of ecstasy, and after that- dust, ashes, nothingness.

The essential job is to get people to recognise war propaganda when they see it, especially when it is disguised as peace propaganda.