You will work for a while, you will be caught, you will confess, and then you will die. If anyone disobeyed them they could throw them into prison, or they could take his job away and starve him to death.
Our only true life is in the future. We are not interested in the good of others; we are interested solely in power, pure power.
Nothing holds it together except an idea which is indestructible.
It was at night that they came for you, always at night. It might be a thousand years. She had a young face, painted very thick.
When the last of the chocolate was gone, his mother had clasped the child in her arms. The object of torture is torture. Party women never paint their faces. They could not alter your feelings: for that matter you could not alter them yourself, even if you wanted to.