The innocence of those who grind the faces of the poor, but refrain from pinching the bottoms of their neighbour's wives! The… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
As late as the seventeenth century, monarchs owned so little furniture that they had to travel from palace to palace with wagon-loads… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Why should human females become sterile in their forties, while female crocodiles continue to lay eggs into their third century? — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
The legs, for example, of that chair--how miraculous their tubularity, how supernatural their polished smoothness! I spent several minutes--or was it several… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
One of the great triumphs of the nineteenth century was to limit the connotation of the word "immoral" in such a way… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Both of us victims of the same twentieth-century plague. Not the Black Death, this time; the Gray Life. — 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
