There is no disguise which can for long conceal love where it exists or simulate it where it does not.

Love is the only way to rescue humanity from all ills.

From this arises the question whether it is better to be loved rather than feared, or feared rather than loved. It might perhaps be answered that we should wish to be both: but since love and fear can hardly exist together, if we must choose between them, it is far safer to be feared than loved.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.

The longer I live, the more deeply l learn that love - whether we call it friendship or family or romance is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other's light.

No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.

You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.

There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved.

One love, one heart, one destiny.

No matter how big the lie; repeat it often enough and the masses will regard it as the truth.

Always go too far, because that’s where you’ll find the truth.

Everything you say should be true but not everything true should be said.

If you can't find the truth right where you are, where else do you think you will find it.

I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.

If you would be a real seeker after truth, it is necessary that at least once in your life you doubt, as far as possible, all things.

History has stopped. Nothing exists except an endless present in which the Party is always right.

It wasn't until late in life that I discovered how easy it is to say "I don't know."

The quick pain of truth can pass away, but the slow eating agony of a lie is never lost.

Every record has been destroyed or falsified, every book rewritten, every picture has been repainted, every statue and street building has been renamed, every date has been altered. And the process is continuing day by day and minute by minute.

Unthinking respect for authority is the greatest enemy of truth.