Nineteen Eighty-F*ck
"I hate purity, I hate goodness. I don't want any virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone to be corrupt to the bones."
"Well then, I ought to suit you, dear. I'm corrupt to the bones."
"You like doing this? I don't simple mean me, I mean the thing in itself?"
"I adore it."
So goes Julia and Winston's exchange during their first secret rendezvous in George Orwell's 1984. Yes, depravity does love company, and sometimes, betrayal is not too far behind.
"Well then, I ought to suit you, dear. I'm corrupt to the bones."
"You like doing this? I don't simple mean me, I mean the thing in itself?"
"I adore it."
So goes Julia and Winston's exchange during their first secret rendezvous in George Orwell's 1984. Yes, depravity does love company, and sometimes, betrayal is not too far behind.