1 With ice at his heart Winston followed.
2 A curious emotion stirred in Winston's heart.
3 She spoke as though her heart were fluttering.
4 His heart quailed before the enormous pyramidal shape.
5 Suddenly his heart seemed to turn to ice and his bowels to water.
6 Curiously, the chiming of the hour seemed to have put new heart into him.
7 His reason told him that there must be exceptions, but his heart did not believe it.
8 Five seconds later, with a thundering heart, Winston was sitting at the girl's table.
9 His heart was thumping like a drum, but his face, from long habit, was probably expressionless.
10 In your heart you'd prefer to stick to Oldspeak, with all its vagueness and its useless shades of meaning.
11 At the heart of it, magnified by the curved surface, there was a strange, pink, convoluted object that recalled a rose or a sea anemone.
12 To keep your face expressionless was not difficult, and even your breathing could be controlled, with an effort: but you could not control the beating of your heart, and the telescreen was quite delicate enough to pick it up.
13 His heart sank as he thought of the enormous power arrayed against him, the ease with which any Party intellectual would overthrow him in debate, the subtle arguments which he would not be able to understand, much less answer.
14 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.
15 And even now, though his intellect told him that the message probably meant death--still, that was not what he believed, and the unreasonable hope persisted, and his heart banged, and it was with difficulty that he kept his voice from trembling as he murmured his figures into the speakwrite.
16 Thus, at one moment Winston's hatred was not turned against Goldstein at all, but, on the contrary, against Big Brother, the Party, and the Thought Police; and at such moments his heart went out to the lonely, derided heretic on the screen, sole guardian of truth and sanity in a world of lies.
17 He saw himself standing there in the dim lamplight, with the smell of bugs and cheap scent in his nostrils, and in his heart a feeling of defeat and resentment which even at that moment was mixed up with the thought of Katharine's white body, frozen for ever by the hypnotic power of the Party.
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