"They can't get inside you," she had said. But they could get inside you. "What happens to you here is forever," O'Brien had said. That was a true word. There were things, your own acts, from which you could never recover. Something was killed in your breast: burnt out, cauterized out.
But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Big Brother.
When fiction becomes fact.