Daisy Crego - 1984 - Book 1 Chapter 6

But even then he could have borne living with her if it had been agreed that they should remain celibate.

Chastity was as deep ingrained in them as Party loyalty.

She had a bold, aquiline face, a face that one might have called noble until one discovered that there was as nearly as possible nothing behind it.

She had not a thought in her head that was not a slogan, and there was no imbecility, absolutely none that she was not capable of swallowing if the Party handed it
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out to her.

The only recognized purpose of marriage was to beget children for the service of the Party.

But — though this was one of the crimes that the accused in the great purges invariably confessed to — it was difficult to imagine any such thing actually happening.

They were all impregnable, as the Party intended that they should be.

Mere debauchery did not matter very much, so long as it was furtive and joyless and only involved the women of a submerged and despised class.

Consorting with prostitutes was forbidden, of course, but it was one of those rules that you could occasionally nerve yourself to break.

By careful early conditioning, by games and cold water, by the rubbish that was dinned into them at school and in the Spies and the Youth League, by lectures, parades, songs, slogans, and martial music, the natural feeling had been driven out of them.