"'Wass your name, dearie?' she said. 'Smith,' said Winston. 'Smith?' said the woman. 'Thass funny. My name's Smith, too. Why,' she added sentimentally, 'I might be your mother!' She might, thought Winston, be his mother." page 188
Since Winston spent a good portion of his time trying to remember his mother and think of what happened to her, I thought it was odd how he just brushed this encounter off at first. It shows how Winston abandoned all feelings in the cell.
"In the face of pain there are no heroes, no heroes, he thought over and over as he writhed on the floor, clutching uselessly at his disabled left arm...
'How many fingers, Winston?' (*O'Brien holding up four fingers)
'Five! Five! Five!'"
This reveals the Party's tactics: if you hurt someone enough, they will believe whatever you want them to believe. Also, throughout the novel up to this point, Winston has said numerous times how much he has been dreading getting caught because of the pain that will surely follow. If he somehow gets out of this alive, he will NOT disobey the Party again.
"'You are a flaw in the pattern, Winston. You are a stain that must be wiped out.'"
This shows that The Party strives for perfection. I think it's strange how they try to change the people, even though they're going to kill them anyway. It makes me wonder if Winston, and Julia were really the only ones with these "insane" thoughts. O'Brien makes it sound unusual for someone to be like Winston.
"You would not make the act of submission which is the price of sanity. You preferred to be a lunatic, a minority of one. Only the disciplined mind can see reality, Winston." (205)
The reason Winston is a minority of one is that those commiting crimes and being a "lunictic" are being wiped out of all feeling in the Ministry of Love. Therefore the Ministry of Love is named correctly, for all the members show undying love for the Party.
Also irrelevant thought: When Winston was being tortured on the bed by being strapped down and the level of pain was measured by a dial, it totally reminded me of Princess Bride, just saying. ;)
"'Who denounced you?' said Winston. 'It was my little daughter,' said Parsons with a sort of doleful pride." (193)
How is he ok with his daughter selling him out?! He's about to die, but it doesn't matter because his daughter did the right thing
"'Does Big Brother exist?'
'Of course he exists. The Party exists. Big Brother is the embodiment of the Party.'
'Does he exist in the same way as I exist?'
'You do not exist,' said O'Brien.
Once again the sense of helplessness assailed him. He knew, or he could imagine, the arguments which proved his own nonexistence; but they were nonsense, they were only a play on words. Did not the statement, 'You do not exist', contain a logical absurdity? But what use was it to say so? His mind shrivelled as he thought of the unanswerable, mad arguments with which O'Brien would demolish him.
'I think I exist,' he said wearily. 'I am conscious of my own identity. I was born and I shall die. I have arms and legs. I occupy a particular point in space. No other solid object can occupy the same point simultaneously. In that sense, does Big Brother exist?'
'It is of no importance. He exists.'"
It's neat how O'Brian answers Winston without really answering him. He tells Winston the truths created by the Party and forces him to accept them as true without elaboration. Winston knows O'Brian is wrong, but sees no reason to try to rebut him anymore because the only result would be pain.
"She listened at the keyhole. Heard what I was saying, and nipped off to the patrols the very next day. Pretty smart for a nipper of seven, eh? I don't bear any grudge for it. In fact I'm proud of her. It shows I brought her up in the right spirit, anyway." (193)
I can't believe Parson's daughter turned him in. That's one dedicated Party member, and she's only seven years old!
The fact that the woman in his cell thought that she could be Winstons mother made me wonder. Do people really vaporize? Or do they just stay hidden by the government?
His voice had grown almost dreamy. The exaltation, the lunatic enthusiasm, was still in his face. He is not pretending, thought Winston; he is not a hypocrite; he believes every word he says.
Write something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview.