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 - forever.
[Part III, Chapter III, Nineteen Eighty-four - George Orwell]
4 comments:
Vai mas é brincar e deixa-te de merdas:
http://inudge.net/#b6h1
[duas horas e meia depois de ter chegado ao site]
consola brincar com as notas.
és um idiota.
continuo a preferir a revolta dos porcos...
compreendo-te, tomaz.
mas passado um bocado, os guinchos iteniquim
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