Lionel Trilling: the most solid, the most brilliant, thing George Orwell has done. It is a fantasy of the political future, and like any such fantasy, serves its author as a magnifying device for an examination of the present. Time: 1984 is a profound, terrifying, and wholly fascinating book. He pricked, provoked and badgered lazy minds, delighted those who enjoyed watching an original intelligence at work.

There are no replacements for a George Orwell, just as there are no replacements for a Bernard Shaw or a Mark Twain. The New York Times: absolutely first-rate, comparable to Voltaire and Swift. The two novels that you now hold in your hands have become modern classics, taught in many schools as examples of moral weight and political prescience, read for pleasure, excitement and instruction a wise, compassionate, and illuminating fable. Together with his beloved Julia, he hazards his life in a deadly match against the powers that be. Drawn into a forbidden love affair, Winston finds the courage to join a secret revolutionary organization called the Brotherhood, dedicated to the destruction of the Party. Winston is a man in grave danger for the simple reason that his memory still functions. In 1984, London is a grim city where Big Brother is always watching you and the thought police can practically read your mind. The climax is the brutal betrayal of the faithful horse Boxer, when totalitarian rule is re-established with the bloodstained postscript to the founding slogan: but some animals are more equal than others.

Out of their cleverness, the pigs Napoleon, Squealer, and Snowball emerge as leaders of the new community in a subtle evolution that proves disastrous. All animals are equals but some animals are more equal than others.

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