1 Here we reach the central secret.
2 He had still, he reflected, not learned the ultimate secret.
3 A deep and as it were secret sigh went through the Department.
4 Only by word of mouth, from mind to mind, could they pass on the secret.
5 By a routine that was not even secret, all letters were opened in transit.
6 He had the air of trying to keep what he was saying a secret between himself and the telescreen.
7 The first step had been a secret, involuntary thought, the second had been the opening of the diary.
8 With all their cleverness they had never mastered the secret of finding out what another human being was thinking.
9 For the secret of rulership is to combine a belief in one's own infallibility with the Power to learn from past mistakes.
10 We believe that there is some kind of conspiracy, some kind of secret organization working against the Party, and that you are involved in it.
11 You could only rebel against it by secret disobedience or, at most, by isolated acts of violence such as killing somebody or blowing something up.
12 But you could share in that future if you kept alive the mind as they kept alive the body, and passed on the secret doctrine that two plus two make four.
13 And yet it was a fact that if Syme grasped, even for three seconds, the nature of his, Winston's, secret opinions, he would betray him instantly to the Thought Police.
14 Like the glass paperweight or Mr. Charrington's half-remembered rhymes, it belonged to the vanished, romantic past, the olden time as he liked to call it in his secret thoughts.
15 They had flown from a secret airfield in Canada to a rendezvous somewhere in Siberia, and had conferred with members of the Eurasian General Staff, to whom they had betrayed important military secrets.
16 In a way she realized that she herself was doomed, that sooner or later the Thought Police would catch her and kill her, but with another part of her mind she believed that it was somehow possible to construct a secret world in which you could live as you chose.
17 At those moments his secret loathing of Big Brother changed into adoration, and Big Brother seemed to tower up, an invincible, fearless protector, standing like a rock against the hordes of Asia, and Goldstein, in spite of his isolation, his helplessness, and the doubt that hung about his very existence, seemed like some sinister enchanter, capable by the mere power of his voice of wrecking the structure of civilization.
Your search result may include more than 17 sentences. If you upgrade to a VIP account, you will see up to 500 sentences for one search.