November 2010
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“ It was not the man’s brain speaking, it was his larynx. The stuff that was coming out of him consisted of words, but it was not speech in the true sense: it was a noise uttered in unconsciousness, like the quacking of a duck.”
—George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four
“Winston was gelatinous with fatigue, Gelatinous was the right word. It had come into his head spontaneously. His body seemed to have not only the weakness of a jelly, but its translucency. He felt that if he held up his hand he would be able to see the light through it. ”
—George Orwell: Nineteen Eighty-Four
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