And what strange voices they have! Sometimes like the complaining of small children; sometimes like the noise of lambs... — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
If you want to be a psychological novelist and write about human beings, the best thing you can do is keep a… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
If Men and Women took their Pleasures as noisily as the Cats, what Londoner could ever hope to sleep of nights? — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
You never see animals going through the absurd and often horrible fooleries of magic and religion. . . . Dogs do not… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
No man ever dared to manifest his boredom so insolently as does a Siamese tomcat when he yawns in the face of… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Proportion ... You can't help thinking about it in these London streets, where it doesn't exist ... It's like listening to a… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Unorthodoxy threatens more than the life of a mere individual; it strikes at Society itself.” — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Man has an almost infinite capacity for taking things and people for granted and thereby missing out on the pleasure of being grateful that… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
My fate cannot be mastered; it can only be collaborated with and thereby, to some extent, directed. Nor am I the captain of my… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Impulse arrested spills over, and the flood is feeling, the flood is passion, the flood is even madness. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Of course the Dharma-body of the Buddha was the hedge at the bottom of the garden. At the same time, and no less obviously,… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“The question for the man of sense is: Do we or do we not want to go to hell? And his answer is: No,… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Thought of the incomprehensible sequence of changes and chances that make up a life, all the beauties and horrors and absurdities whose conjunctions create… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
The third petition of the Lord's Prayer is repeated daily by millions who have not the slightest intention of letting anyone's will be done… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Then what’s time for?” asked Lenina in some astonishment. Apparently, for going on walks in the Lake District; for that was what he now… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
All right then," said the Savage defiantly, "I'm claiming the right to be unhappy. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
