“Big Brother fills us all with the same crap. My guess is he was clever the same way everybody thinks they're clever. I tell her to type in 'password”

“I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays.”

“Which means that in order to defeat her, I have to think of a way to defeat myself. And how can I be a better fighter than myself, if she knows the same strategies I know, and is exactly as resourceful and clever as I am?”

“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.”

“I think people are much the same wherever you go. Some of them good, some of them clever, and some of them with the devil in them.”

“I have to tell you, Arty, a screw up this early in the proceedings doesn’t exactly fill me with confidence. I hope you’re as clever as you keep telling everyone you are.” “I never tell anybody exactly how clever I am. They would be too scared...”