We have now sunk to a depth at which restatement of the obvious is the first duty of intelligent men.
We sleep safe in our beds because rough men stand ready in the night to visit violence on those who would do us harm.
People sleep peaceably in their beds at night only because rough men stand ready to do violence on their behalf.
There are some ideas so wrong that only a very intelligent person could believe in them.
If you want a vision of the future, imagine a boot stamping on a human face – forever.
The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one’s real and one’s declared aims, one turns, as it were, instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish squirting out ink.
It is also true that one can write nothing readable unless one constantly struggles to efface one’s own personality. Good prose is like a windowpane.