“But it was alright, everything was alright, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.”

“Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.”

“He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.”

“Everything will be alright in the end so if it is not alright it is not the end.”

“Everything will be alright in the end, if it's not alright, it is not yet the end.”

“Everything's gonna be alright.”