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We are the dead,’ he said.
‘We’re not dead yet,’ said Julia prosaically.
‘Not physically. Six months, a year—five years, conceivably. I am afraid of death. You are young, so presumably you’re more afraid of it than I am. Obviously we shall put it off as long as we can. But it makes very little difference. So long as human beings stay human, death and life are the same thing

JUS PRIMAE NOCTIS

In Oceania the prevailing philosophy is called Ingsoc, in Eurasia it is called Neo-Bolshevism, and in Eastasia it is called by a Chinese name usually translated as Death-Worship

A good deal of the literature

BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU,

Only the Thought Police mattered.

The patrols did not matter, however. Only the Thought Police mattered.

The telescreen received and transmitted simultaneously.

How often, or on what system, the Thought Policeplugged in on any individual

conceivable that they watched everybody all the time.