VII

I dreamt of the vaporization of my mother. I had always assumed that in some way, I killed my mother. Only now do I realize that I was not the direct cause of hers and my little sister's death. Julia tried to console me on the matter.

The proles are human beings and we are not.

We've been lucky. it is only a matter of time before we will be caught. When the time comes we will confess. The Thought Police can make you say anything; but they cannot make you believe your confessions. They cannot get inside you. That is the only place where you are safe. "If you can feel that staying human is worth while, then you've beaten them.