1 Then stop talking about dying.
2 To die hating them, that was freedom.
3 Something in the gesture told him that his sister was dying.
4 'We lived here till my wife died,' said the old man half apologetically.
5 You will work for a while, you will be caught, you will confess, and then you will die.
6 For a couple of minutes he had the feeling that he would die if he did not reach a lavatory soon.
7 It must be so, because every human being is doomed to die, which is the greatest of all failures.
8 Or Katharine would die, and by subtle manoeuvrings Winston and Julia would succeed in getting married.
9 The next moment, however, the burning in his belly died down and the world began to look more cheerful.
10 We may be reasonably sure that he will never die, and there is already considerable uncertainty as to when he was born.
11 The voice from the telescreen was still pouring forth its tale of prisoners and booty and slaughter, but the shouting outside had died down a little.
12 Suddenly there sprang into his mind, ready made as it were, the image of a certain Comrade Ogilvy, who had recently died in battle, in heroic circumstances.
13 What mattered were individual relationships, and a completely helpless gesture, an embrace, a tear, a word spoken to a dying man, could have value in itself.
14 There was no reproach either in their faces or in their hearts, only the knowledge that they must die in order that he might remain alive, and that this was part of the unavoidable order of things.
15 Left to themselves, they will continue from generation to generation and from century to century, working, breeding, and dying, not only without any impulse to rebel, but without the power of grasping that the world could be other than it is.
16 They were born, they grew up in the gutters, they went to work at twelve, they passed through a brief blossoming-period of beauty and sexual desire, they married at twenty, they were middle-aged at thirty, they died, for the most part, at sixty.
17 His mother's memory tore at his heart because she had died loving him, when he was too young and selfish to love her in return, and because somehow, he did not remember how, she had sacrificed herself to a conception of loyalty that was private and unalterable.
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