The obvious, about a boot stamping on a human face…forever.
When O’Brien tells Winston Smith that the liquid O’Brien is drinking is called “Wine”
This struck me as really chilling. The mere fact that a person would not know what wine was I found to be alarming.
So what other quotes/passages have made impacts on you.
Beware, beware,
His flashing eyes, his floating hair,
Weave a circle round him thrice
And close your eyes with holy dread
for he on honeydew hath fed
And drunk the milk of paradise
I have no idea what it’s from, but when I was about 10, I read a couple of pages of some horror novel that my brother had left lying around, and of course the page I flipped to was a scene where a couple get attacked by zombies, and the girl climbs a tree to get away from them and has bits of her boyfriend flying up and sticking to her as the zombies eat him.
To this day, I still think of that and freak out a little.
"The older order changeth, giving way to the new, and God fulfills himself in many ways - and soon, I suppose, I shall be swept away by some vulgar little tumour.
"My boys, we are at the end of an age. We live in a land of weather forecasts and breakfasts that ‘set in’. Shat on by Tories, shovelled up by Labour.
“Now which of you is going to be a splendid fellow and go down to the Rolls for the rest of the wine?”
Uncle Monty, Withnail and I
“London is a city coming down from its trip, and there’s going to be a lot of refugees.”
Danny the dealer, Withnail and I
“We are at the end of an age. The greatest decade in the history of mankind is nearly over. They’re selling hippy wigs in Woolworths. It is 91 days to the end of the decade and as Presumin’ Ed here has so consistently pointed out, we have failed to paint it black.”
“Why did you decide to hit me on the head with a fish while I was fighting for my life?”
-Drums of Autumn, Diana Gabaldon
“My love died a very good death.”
-Two-Part Invention: The Story of a Marriage, Madeleine L’Engle
“Lying in bed would be a perfect activity if only one had a pencil long enough to reach the ceiling”
-On Lying in Bed and Other Essays, G. K. Chesterton
“The sea has many voices/ Many gods, and many voices.”
-The Dry Salvages, T. S. Eliot
“If I climb up to heaven, Thou art there:/ if I go down to hell, thou art there also. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,/ even there also shall Thy hand lead me,/ and Thy right hand shall hold me”
-Psalm 139