The Most Stirring Battle-poem In English Is

Never Use A Long Word Where A Short One Will Do.

Why Was It That They Could Never Shout Like That About Anything That Mattered?

To Do Anything That Suggested A Taste For Solitude, Even To Go For A Walk By Yourself, Was Always Slightly Dangerous. There Was A Word For It In Newspeak: Ownlife.

There Are Some Ideas So Wrong That Only A Very Intelligent Person Could Believe In Them.

The Artist Is To Be Exempt From The Moral Laws That Are Binding On Ordinary People. Just Pronounce The Magic Word "art," And Everything Is O.k. Rotting Corpses With Snails Crawling Over Them Are O.k.; Kicking Little Girls In The Head Is O.k.; Even A Film Like L'age D'or Is O.k.