“Who controls the past controls the future: who controls the present controls the past,” repeated Winston obediently.“Who controls the present controls the past,” said O’Brien, nodding his head with slow approval. ‘Is it your opinion, Winst..

‘Those things don’t really matter. I mean, things like having no money and not having enough to eat. Even when you’re practically starving—it doesn’t change anything inside you.’‘Doesn’t it? I’ll take your word for it. I should be very sorry to try.’‘Oh, well, it’s beastly while it’s happening, of c..

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It was so important that she should understand something of what his life in this country had been; that she should grasp the nature of the loneliness that he wanted her to nullify. And it was so devilishly difficult to explain. It is devilish to suffer from a pain that is all but nameless. Blessed ..

Mr Kemp bir gümüş kutu ile geri geldi.“Bugünün anısına Sufian’a ve Christ’e küçük birer hediyem var.” Kutuyu açtı içinden her biri ince gümüş bir zincire geçirilmiş iki adet yüzük çıktı. Yüzüklerin üzerinde bir ata binmiş iki şövalye işlemesi var idi.Birini Sufian’ın boynuna taktı, diğerini de Chris..

The past is a curious thing. It’s with you all the time. I suppose an hour never passes without your thinking of things that happened ten or twenty years ago, and yet most of the time it’s got no reality, it’s just a set of facts that you’ve learned, like a lot of stuff in a history book. Then some ..

Fear of the mob is a superstitious fear. It is based on the idea that there is some mysterious, fundamental difference between rich and poor, as though they were two different races, like Negroes and white men. But in reality there is no such difference. The mass of the rich and the poor are differe..

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“I mean to find her,” said Sherlock Holmes. “I’m going through this house till I do find her.”“Where is your warrant?”Holmes half drew a revolver from his pocket. “This will have to serve till a better one comes.&rdq..

It seems then that men and women are equally at fault. It seems that a profound, impartial, and absolutely just opinion of our fellow-creatures is utterly unknown. Either we are men, or we are women. Either we are cold, or we are sentimental. Either we are young, or growing old. In any case life is ..

At the bottom of her heart, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like shipwrecked sailors, she turned despairing eyes upon the solitude of her life, seeking afar off some white sail in the mists of the horizon. She did not know what this chance would be, what wind would bring it her, to..

“Well, Holmes,” I murmured, “have you found anything out?”He stood beside me in silence, his candle in his hand. Then the tall, lean figure inclined towards me. “I say, Watson,” he whispered, “would you be afraid to sleep in the s..