beauty and
ugliness. 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 -- for ever.'
He paused as though he expected Winston to speak. Winston had tried to
shrink back into the surface of the bed again. He could not say anything.
His heart seemed to be frozen. O'Brien went on:
'And remember that it is for ever. The face will always be there to be
stamped upon. The heretic, the enemy of society, will always be there, so
that he can be defeated and humiliated over again. Everything that you have
undergone since you have been in our hands -- all that will continue, and
worse. The espionage, the betrayals, the arrests, the tortures, the
executions, the disappearances will never cease. It will be a world of
terror as much as a world of triumph. The more the Party is powerful, the
less it will be tolerant: the weaker the opposition, the tighter the
despotism. Goldstein and his heresies will live for ever. Every day, at
every moment, they will be defeated, discredited, ridiculed, spat upon and
yet they will always survive. This drama that I have played out with