1 Burned her quite badly, I believe.
2 Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain.
3 That was the bulletin from the front; instinct told him that it was bad news that was coming.
4 There I was, working away, trying to do my bit--never knew I had any bad stuff in my mind at all.
5 In the end the whole notion of goodness and badness will be covered by only six words--in reality, only one word.
6 He noticed that he badly wanted to urinate, and felt a faint surprise, because he had done so only two or three hours ago.
7 Other words, again, were ambivalent, having the connotation 'good' when applied to the Party and 'bad' when applied to its enemies.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George OrwellContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 7-APPENDIX 8 It does not matter whether the war is actually happening, and, since no decisive victory is possible, it does not matter whether the war is going well or badly.
9 It was merely one symptom of her revolt against the Party and all its ways, and somehow it seemed natural and healthy, like the sneeze of a horse that smells bad hay.
10 The reality was decaying, dingy cities where underfed people shuffled to and fro in leaky shoes, in patched-up nineteenth-century houses that smelt always of cabbage and bad lavatories.
11 A word which was difficult to utter, or was liable to be incorrectly heard, was held to be ipso facto a bad word; occasionally therefore, for the sake of euphony, extra letters were inserted into a word or an archaic formation was retained.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George OrwellContextHighlight In PART 3: Chapter 7-APPENDIX 12 He had hoped to be alone for a little while during the lunch hour, but as bad luck would have it the imbecile Parsons flopped down beside him, the tang of his sweat almost defeating the tinny smell of stew, and kept up a stream of talk about the preparations for Hate Week.
13 A low-ceilinged, crowded room, its walls grimy from the contact of innumerable bodies; battered metal tables and chairs, placed so close together that you sat with elbows touching; bent spoons, dented trays, coarse white mugs; all surfaces greasy, grime in every crack; and a sourish, composite smell of bad gin and bad coffee and metallic stew and dirty clothes.