1 The winter was as cold as the last one had been, and food was even shorter.
2 Sometimes the long hours on insufficient food were hard to bear, but Boxer never faltered.
3 If they had no more food than they had had in Jones's day, at least they did not have less.
4 A rumour went round that Snowball had after all contrived to introduce poison into Napoleon's food.
5 He refused to believe either that food would become more plentiful or that the windmill would save work.
6 All the same, there were days when they felt that they would sooner have had less figures and more food.
7 He was deceived, and continued to report to the outside world that there was no food shortage on Animal Farm.
8 But still, neither pigs nor dogs produced any food by their own labour; and there were very many of them, and their appetites were always good.
9 In any case he had no difficulty in proving to the other animals that they were NOT in reality short of food, whatever the appearances might be.
10 He believed that he was right in saying that the lower animals on Animal Farm did more work and received less food than any animals in the county.
11 Four dogs guarded his bed at night, one at each corner, and a young pig named Pinkeye was given the task of tasting all his food before he ate it, lest it should be poisoned.
12 They had had a hard year, and after the sale of part of the hay and corn, the stores of food for the winter were none too plentiful, but the windmill compensated for everything.
13 Every mouthful of food was an acute positive pleasure, now that it was truly their own food, produced by themselves and for themselves, not doled out to them by a grudging master.
14 Napoleon, on the other hand, argued that the great need of the moment was to increase food production, and that if they wasted time on the windmill they would all starve to death.
15 Napoleon was well aware of the bad results that might follow if the real facts of the food situation were known, and he decided to make use of Mr. Whymper to spread a contrary impression.
16 We are born, we are given just so much food as will keep the breath in our bodies, and those of us who are capable of it are forced to work to the last atom of our strength; and the very instant that our usefulness has come to an end we are slaughtered with hideous cruelty.