1984 NEWSPEAK APPENDIX PDF

In the year there was not as yet anyone who used Newspeak as his sole means of communication, either in speech or writing. The leading articles in the Times were written in it, but this was a tour de force which could only be carried out by a specialist. It was expected that Newspeak would have finally superseded Oldspeak or Standard English, as we should call it by about the year Meanwhile it gained ground steadily, all Party members tending to use Newspeak words and grammatical constructions more and more in their everyday speech. The version in use in , and embodied in the Ninth and Tenth Editions of the Newspeak Dictionary, was a provisional one, and contained many superfluous words and archaic formations which were due to be suppressed later.

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Book 1, Chapter 2 To the future or to the past, to a time when thought is free, when men are different from one another and do not live alone — to a time when truth exists and what is done cannot be undone: From the age of uniformity, from the age of solitude, from the age of Big Brother, from the age of doublethink — greetings!

Book 1, Chapter 6 And what he wanted, more even than to be loved, was to break down that wall of virtue, even if it were only once in his whole life. The sexual act, successfully performed, was rebellion. Desire was thoughtcrime. Book 1, Chapter 7 The Proles But the proles, if only they could somehow become conscious of their own strength, would have no need to conspire.

Winston Smith Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious. Thought 2: For the proles, consciousness is as necessary for rebellion as the latter is for consciousness. Book 1, Chapter 8 In principle a Party member had no spare time, and was never alone except in bed. It was assumed that when he was not working, eating, or sleeping he would be taking part in some kind of communal recreation: to do anything that suggested a taste for solitude, even to go for a walk by yourself, was always slightly dangerous.

There was a word for it in Newspeak: ownlife, it was called, meaning individualism and eccentricity. Book 2, Chapter 2 Winston Smith His heart leapt. Scores of times she had done it: he wished it had been hundreds — thousands.

Anything that hinted at corruption always filled him with a wild hope. Who knew, perhaps the Party was rotten under the surface, its cult of strenuousness and selfdenial simply a sham concealing iniquity. If he could have infected the whole lot of them with leprosy or syphilis, how gladly he would have done so!

Anything to rot, to weaken, to undermine! He pulled her down so that they were kneeling face to face. Do you understand that? Really, Winston? Julia "It was something in your face. As soon as I saw you I knew you were against them. I want everyone to be corrupt to the bones.

Winston is first and foremost interested in sex as an act of rebellion, and secondly in sex as a pleasurable act. We have Big Brother to thank for that. Hundreds of times — well scores of times anyway. But you could not have pure love or pure lust nowadays.

No emotion was pure, because everything was mixed up with fear and hatred. Their embrace had been a battle, the climax a victory. It was a blow struck against the Party. It was a political act. More like the Party Poopers. These guys have managed to mess up society so much that something as intimate as sex becomes an act of rebellion. They were both breathing fast.

But the smile had reappeared round the corners of her mouth. She stood looking at him for an instant, then felt at the zipper of her overalls. And, yes! It was almost as in his dream. Almost as swiftly as he had imagined it, she had torn her clothes off, and when she flung them aside it was with that same magnificent gesture by which a whole civilization seemed to be annihilated.

Book 2, Chapter 3 She hated the Party, and said so in the crudest words, but she made no general criticism of it. Except where it touched upon her own life she had no interest in Party doctrine […]. Any kind of organized revolt against the Party, which was bound to be a failure, struck her as stupid. The clever thing was to break the rules and stay alive all the same.

He wondered vaguely how many others like her there might be in the younger generation people who had grown up in the world of the Revolution, knowing nothing else, accepting the Party as something unalterable, like the sky, not rebelling against its authority but simply evading it, as a rabbit dodges a dog. Book 2, Chapter 4 Julia She knew the whole driveling song by heart, it seemed. Her voice floated upward with the sweet summer air, very tuneful, charged with a sort of happy melancholy […].

It struck him as a curious fact that he had never heard a member of the Party singing alone and spontaneously. It would even have seemed slightly unorthodox, a dangerous eccentricity, like talking to oneself […]. He turned round, and for a second almost failed to recognize her […]. The transformation that had happened was much more surprising than that. She had painted her face. So apparently makeup is banned in the future, and Julia puts some on gasp!

Book 2, Chapter 5 Yet she had only the dimmest idea of who Goldstein was and what doctrines he was supposed to represent.

She had grown up since the Revolution and was too young to remember the ideological battles of the fifties and sixties. Such a thing as an independent political movement was outside her imagination: and in any case the Party was invincible. It would always exist, and it would always be the same. 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.

They could spy upon you night and day, but if you kept your head you could still outwit them. The conspiracy that he had dreamed of did exist, and he had reached the outer edges of it […]. What was happening was only the working-out of a process that had started years ago. The first step had been a secret, involuntary thought, the second had been the opening of the diary. He had moved from thoughts to words, and now from words to actions. The last step was something that would happen in the Ministry of Love.

Book 2, Chapter 8 Julia "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. We want to join it and work for it. We are enemies of the Party. We disbelieve in the principles of Ingsoc. We are thought-criminals. We are also adulterers. I tell you this because we want to put ourselves at your mercy. If you want us to incriminate ourselves in any other way, we are ready.

Book 2, Chapter 9 The essential act of war is destruction, not necessarily of human lives, but of the products of human labor […]. The social atmosphere is that of a besieged city, where the possession of a lump of horseflesh makes the difference between wealth and poverty. And at the same time the consciousness of being at war, and therefore in danger, makes the handing-over of all power to a small caste seem the natural, unavoidable condition of survival.

Your kind is extinct; we are the inheritors. Do you understand that you are alone? You are outside history, you are non-existent. The program it sets forth is nonsense. The secret accumulation of knowledge — a gradual spread of enlightenment — ultimately a proletarian rebellion — the overthrow of the Party. You foresaw yourself that that was what it would say. It is all nonsense. The proletarians will never revolt, not in a thousand years or a million.

They cannot. I do not have to tell you the reason: you know it already. If you have even cherished any dreams of violent insurrection, you must abandon them. There is no way in which the Party can be overthrown. The rule of the Party is for ever. Make that the starting-point of your thoughts. He had not stopped loving her; his feeling toward her had remained the same 3. Book 3, Chapter 4 He obeyed the Party, but he still hated the Party. In the old days he had hidden a heretical mind beneath an appearance of conformity.

Now he had retreated a step further: in the mind he had surrendered, but he had hoped to keep the inner heart inviolate. He knew that he was in the wrong, but he preferred to be in the wrong. Book 3, Chapter 5 The cage was nearer; it was closing in.

Winston heard a succession of shrill cries which appeared to be occurring in the air above his head. But he fought furiously against his panic. To think, to think, even with a split second left — to think was the only hope. Suddenly the foul musty odor of the brutes struck his nostrils.

There was a violent convulsion of nausea inside him, and he almost lost consciousness. Everything had gone black.

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1984 Newspeak

Acervo doado pelo Editor-Chefe J. Meanwhile, it gained ground steadily, all party members tending to use Newspeak words and grammatical constructions more and more in their everyday speech. The version in , and embodied in the Ninth and Tenth Editions of Newspeak dictionary, was a provisional one, and contained many superfluous words and archaic formations which were due to be suppressed later. It is with the final, perfected version, as embodied in the Eleventh Edition of the dictionary, that we are concerned here.

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Book 1, Chapter 2 To the future or to the past, to a time when thought is free, when men are different from one another and do not live alone — to a time when truth exists and what is done cannot be undone: From the age of uniformity, from the age of solitude, from the age of Big Brother, from the age of doublethink — greetings! Book 1, Chapter 6 And what he wanted, more even than to be loved, was to break down that wall of virtue, even if it were only once in his whole life. The sexual act, successfully performed, was rebellion. Desire was thoughtcrime. Book 1, Chapter 7 The Proles But the proles, if only they could somehow become conscious of their own strength, would have no need to conspire. Winston Smith Until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they cannot become conscious. Thought 2: For the proles, consciousness is as necessary for rebellion as the latter is for consciousness.

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