Before the Hate had proceeded for thirty seconds, uncontrollable exclamations of ragewere breaking out from half the people in the room . . . the sight or even the thought ofGoldstein produced fear and anger automatically." (p.13) "A day never passed when spies and saboteurs acting under his direction were notunmasked by the Thought Police." (p.13) "In its second minute the Hate rose to a frenzy . . . In a lucid moment Winston found that hewas shouting with the others . . ." (p.14) "The horrible thing about the Hate was not that one was obliged to act a part, but that it wasimpossible to avoid joining in. Within thirty seconds any pretense was always unnecessary. A hideous ecstasy of fear and vindictiveness, a desire to kill, to . . . smash faces in with a sledge hammer, seemed to flow through the whole group of people like an electric current, turning one against one's will into a grimacing, screaming lunatic." (p.14) ". . . his heart went out to the lonely, derided lunatic on the screen, sole guardian of truth and sanity in a world of lies." (p.14) "The little sandy-haired woman . . . flung herself forward . . . With a tremulous murmur that sounded like, "My Saviour!" she extended her arms towards the screen. Then she buried her face in her hands. It was apparent that she was uttering a prayer." (p.16)

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