Chapter 6

It was a tricky ending, involving a couple of knights. 'White to play and mate in two moves.' Winston looked up at the portrait of Big Brother. White always mates, he thought with a sort of cloudy mysticism. Always, without exception, it is so arranged. In no chess problem since the beginning of the world has black ever won. 就像手中的这一盘棋，从一开始结局就已注定黑棋赢的结果。

'All you care about is yourself'这是Julia 和温斯顿的说的话，为了能让自己生存下来，they betrayed each other.所在乎的一切不过都是你自己。

No one cared what he did any longer, no whistle woke him, no telescreen admonished him.

Shake sb off 摆脱某人

Winston, sitting in a blissful dream, paid no attention as his glass was filled up. He was not running or cheering any longer. He was back in the Ministry of Love, with everything forgiven, his soul white as snow. He was in the public dock, confessing everything, implicating everybody.

出狱以后的温斯顿被党彻底改造了吗？或许吧，He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.四十多年的生活只教会了他一件事，就是what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast!