1 Bad news coming, thought Winston.
2 In fact there will be no thought, as we understand it now.
3 Unquestionably Syme will be vaporized, Winston thought again.
4 It was a good job it was not a real pistol he was holding, Winston thought.
5 With those children, he thought, that wretched woman must lead a life of terror.
6 He must, he thought, have been ten or eleven years old when his mother had disappeared.
7 One of these days, thought Winston with sudden deep conviction, Syme will be vaporized.
8 Oh, comrade,' she began in a dreary, whining sort of voice, 'I thought I heard you come in.
9 He thought it must have been at some time in the sixties, but it was impossible to be certain.
10 But actually, he thought as he re-adjusted the Ministry of Plenty's figures, it was not even forgery.
11 It was a gesture which, if anyone had still thought in such terms, might have recalled an eighteenth-century nobleman offering his snuffbox.
12 This, he thought with a sort of vague distaste--this was London, chief city of Airstrip One, itself the third most populous of the provinces of Oceania.
13 The messages he had received referred to articles or news items which for one reason or another it was thought necessary to alter, or, as the official phrase had it, to rectify.
14 He thought it with a kind of sadness, although well knowing that Syme despised him and slightly disliked him, and was fully capable of denouncing him as a thought-criminal if he saw any reason for doing so.
15 The self-satisfied sheep-like face on the screen, and the terrifying power of the Eurasian army behind it, were too much to be borne: besides, the sight or even the thought of Goldstein produced fear and anger automatically.
16 With its grace and carelessness it seemed to annihilate a whole culture, a whole system of thought, as though Big Brother and the Party and the Thought Police could all be swept into nothingness by a single splendid movement of the arm.
17 little boy screaming with fright and hiding his head between her breasts as if he was trying to burrow right into her and the woman putting her arms round him and comforting him although she was blue with fright herself, all the time covering him up as much as possible as if she thought her arms could keep the bullets off him.
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