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Homage to Catalonia quotes

12 quotes from Homage to Catalonia by George Orwell, each verified verbatim against the text and located in the book.

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It was the first time that I had ever been in a town where the working class was in the saddle.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 1
In trench warfare five things are important: firewood, food, tobacco, candles, and the enemy.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 3
So great is the difference between two sets of initials!
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 5
One of the most horrible features of war is that all the war-propaganda, all the screaming and lies and hatred, comes invariably from people who are not fighting.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 5
One had been in a community where hope was more normal than apathy or cynicism, where the word 'comrade' stood for comradeship and not, as in most countries, for humbug.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 8
There are occasions when it pays better to fight and be beaten than not to fight at all.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 11
Libel settles nothing.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 11
Roughly speaking it was the sensation of being at the centre of an explosion.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 12
I thought what a good thing it was to be alive in a world where silver poplars grow.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 12
Smillie's death is not a thing I can easily forgive.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 14
Curiously enough the whole experience has left me with not less but more belief in the decency of human beings.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 14
…all sleeping the deep, deep sleep of England, from which I sometimes fear that we shall never wake till we are jerked out of it by the roar of bombs.
George Orwell, Homage to Catalonia (1938), Chapter 14

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