1 Winston could not see what the thing was.
2 After the thing is done, no evidence ever remains.
3 Winston looked at the thing sulkily and without interest.
4 He had moved a little to one side, so that Winston had a better view of the thing on the table.
5 Even now he was thinking about the thing, he did not know what it was that was on the point of happening.
6 He kicked the thing into the gutter, and then, to avoid the crowd, turned down a side-street to the right.
7 It was partly the unusual geography of the room that had suggested to him the thing that he was now about to do.
8 With a deadly effort, like wrenching a piece out of his own brain, he could even have dragged the thing into the open.
9 Although he had already been lying on his back when the thing happened, he had a curious feeling that he had been knocked into that position.
10 It was therefore necessary to rewrite a paragraph of Big Brother's speech, in such a way as to make him predict the thing that had actually happened.
11 Or perhaps--what was likeliest of all--the thing had simply happened because purges and vaporizations were a necessary part of the mechanics of government.
12 He did not know whether the thing was really happening, or whether the effect was electrically produced; but his body was being wrenched out of shape, the joints were being slowly torn apart.
13 Not to let one's feelings appear in one's face was a habit that had acquired the status of an instinct, and in any case they had been standing straight in front of a telescreen when the thing happened.
14 He remembered how once, after the explosion of a rocket bomb, he had helped to drag a corpse out of some ruins, and had been astonished not only by the incredible weight of the thing, but by its rigidity and awkwardness to handle, which made it seem more like stone than flesh.