1 He sat down with a friendly smile.
2 Perhaps 'friend' was not exactly the right word.
3 But in the future there will be no wives and no friends.
4 No one dares trust a wife or a child or a friend any longer.
5 It was his friend Syme, who worked in the Research Department.
6 I was talking recently to a friend of yours who is certainly an expert.
7 He was the tormentor, he was the protector, he was the inquisitor, he was the friend.
8 The proprietor had just lighted a hanging oil lamp which gave off an unclean but friendly smell.
9 The old feeling, that at bottom it did not matter whether O'Brien was a friend or an enemy, had come back.
10 You did not have friends nowadays, you had comrades: but there were some comrades whose society was pleasanter than that of others.
11 Winston had never been able to feel sure--even after this morning's flash of the eyes it was still impossible to be sure whether O'Brien was a friend or an enemy.
12 O'Brien, however, had continued forward in the same movement, laying a friendly hand for a moment on Winston's arm, so that the two of them were walking side by side.
13 It seemed to him that he knew exactly what it felt like to sit in a room like this, in an arm-chair beside an open fire with your feet in the fender and a kettle on the hob; utterly alone, utterly secure, with nobody watching you, no voice pursuing you, no sound except the singing of the kettle and the friendly ticking of the clock.