"In the face of pain, there are no heroes"(Orwell 239).
As Winston tries to collect the broken fragments of thought that stir in his mind, he is also trying with desperation to survive. He awaits the razor blade, yet knows it would be against every muscle in his waning body to kill himself. He knows that he will, as he has done is whole life, struggle against death. How is this different? Winston knows all his actions will lead to a certain death, no matter how he strives to live on, it is only a matter of time. He has nothing left to lose at this point, no Julia, no Brotherhood, no hope. There is nothing heroic left for him to do. There is no revolting now, there is no journal writing, there is no crime in the name of the Brotherhood, and above all, there is no standing up to the guards. All Winston has left to do is shrink away from pain and live moment by moment in wait.
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