Hyperbole In 1984

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Nineteen Eighty Four, written by author George Orwell, is a novel set in London during the 1940s, starring main character Winston Smith, a very low- ranking member of The Party. The Party, ruled by Big Brother, controls everything about the people of Oceania, including their thoughts, language, etc. The Party for the most part forbids making love with other people, but Winston Smith falls in love with a girl named Julia, and does not care what The Party thinks. Julia teaches Winston what love is, and Winston realizes, indeed, he loves her. However, that loves vanishes when Winston is put in Room 101. Winston Smith is not an admirable character, because he falls under the spell of The Party, and betrays the love of his life, Julia. …show more content…

Winston continues to not cooperate, to go through all this excruciating pain; all for the Julia, who he will never be able to love again. Fear strikes Winston in Room 101 though. Room 101 knows the biggest fears of the whole population and is not the place anyone wants to go. Winston is sent here and has no idea what to expect, but he does know this is the last place he wants to go in this moment. The worst thing in the world to Winston are rats. Using flashback, O’Brien begins to explain a dream Winston has; O’Brien says, “Do you remember… the moment of panic that used to occur in your dreams? There was a wall of blackness in front of you, and a roaring sound in your ears. There was something terrible on the other side of the wall. You knew that you knew what it was, but you dared not drag it into the open. It was the rats that were on the other side of the wall” (Orwell 284). Rats could not seriously cause the betrayal of Winston's lover, or could they? The cage, only a foot away from Winston's face, is a push of a button away until they claw Winston away. Would Winston risk his own life for someone he can never love like he did before again? “Do it to Julia! Do it to Julia! Not me! Julia! I don't care what you do to her. Tear her face off, strip her to bones. Not me! Julia! Not me!” (Orwell 286). Love turns to separation, not cooperating turns to punishment, and fear turns

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