“Being a scrub was undesirable and hard work, living in crowded conditions with no privacy and just being one of many. Undistinguishable.”
“With a brain working and a body working one could keep step with the crowd and never be found out for the hollow machine, lacking the essential thing, that one was conscious of being.”
“It was hard work-a hard life-but now that she was about to leave it she did not find it a wholly undesirable life.”
“Without privacy there was no point in being an individual.”
“...love, and consequently fear, of the crowd being one of the most powerful motives in all human beings...”
“Barking hard work, being a boy.”