If one harbours anywhere in one's mind a nationalistic loyalty or hatred, certain facts, although in a sense known to be true, are inadmissible.
Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote suggests that an individual with differing thoughts and beliefs can be seen as irrational or mad by the majority.
George Orwell's observation highlights the idea that societal norms often deem those who think differently as 'lunatics'. In a world where popular opinion reigns supreme, being a 'minority of one' signifies the courage to hold unique perspectives, even when they contradict prevailing views. This reflects the broader theme of individuality versus conformity, encouraging us to embrace our distinct thoughts, even in the face of opposition.
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Example use cases
In a discussion about the importance of diverse perspectives, you could say, 'As George Orwell said, Perhaps a lunatic was simply a minority of one.'
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