are
at work upon it now. There will be no loyalty, except loyalty towards the
Party. There will be no love, except the love of Big Brother. There will be
no laughter, except the laugh of triumph over a defeated enemy. There will
be no art, no literature, no science. When we are omnipotent we shall have
no more need of science. There will be no distinction between beauty and
ugliness. There will be no curiosity, no enjoyment of the process of life.
All competing pleasures will be destroyed. But always -- do not forget
this, Winston -- always there will be the intoxication of power, constantly
increasing and constantly growing subtler. Always, at every moment, there
will be the thrill of victory, the sensation of trampling on an enemy who
is helpless. If you want a picture of the future, imagine a boot stamping
on a human face -- for ever.'
He paused as though he expected Winston to speak. Winston had tried to
shrink back into the surface of the bed again. He could not say anything.
His heart seemed to be frozen. O'Brien went on:
'And remember that it is for ever. The face will always be there to be
stamped upon. The heretic, the enemy of society, will always be there, so
that he can be defeated and humiliated over again. Everything that you have
undergone since you have been in our hands -- all that will continue, and
worse. The espionage, the betrayals, the arrests, the tortures, the
executions, the disappearances will never cease. It will be a world of
terror as much as a

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