1 Hatred would fill him like an enormous roaring flame.
2 There was a furious, deafening roar from the telescreen.
3 Somewhere far away a rocket bomb exploded with a dull, reverberating roar.
4 One minute more, and the feral roars of rage were again bursting from the crowd.
5 Roared out by hundreds of voices to the tramp of marching feet, it was terrifying.
6 There was a roar that seemed to make the pavement heave; a shower of light objects pattered on to his back.
7 Already an excited voice was gabbling from the telescreen, but even as it started it was almost drowned by a roar of cheering from outside.
8 He was rolling down a mighty corridor, a kilometre wide, full of glorious, golden light, roaring with laughter and shouting out confessions at the top of his voice.
9 At every few moments the fury of the crowd boiled over and the voice of the speaker was drowned by a wild beast-like roaring that rose uncontrollably from thousands of throats.
10 He could hear the woman singing and the scrape of her shoes on the flagstones, and the cries of the children in the street, and somewhere in the far distance a faint roar of traffic, and yet the room seemed curiously silent, thanks to the absence of a telescreen.
11 Then the sheep-face melted into the figure of a Eurasian soldier who seemed to be advancing, huge and terrible, his sub-machine gun roaring, and seeming to spring out of the surface of the screen, so that some of the people in the front row actually flinched backwards in their seats.