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"text": "A violent emotion, not fear exactly but a sort of undifferentiated excitement, flared up in him, then faded again. He stopped thinking about the war. In these days he could never fix his mind on any one subject for more than a few moments at a time.",
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"text": "Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.",
"source": "Neil Gaiman",
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"text": "Winston looked up at the portrait of Big Brother. White always mates, he thought with a sort of cloudy mysticism. Always, without exception, it is so arranged. In no chess problem since the beginning of the world has black ever won. Did it not symbolize the eternal, unvarying triumph of Good over Evil? The huge face gazed back at him, full of calm power. White always mates.",
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"text": "He took up his glass and sniffed at it. The stuff grew not less but more horrible with every mouthful he drank. But it had become the element he swam in. It was his life, is death, and his resurrection. It was gin that sank him into stupor every night, and gin that revived him every morning.",
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"text": "He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast!",
"source": "Nineteen Eighty-Four",
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"text": "But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.",
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