Death is the only thing we haven't succeeded in completely vulgarizing. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Linda was dying in company - in company and with all modern conveniences.” — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Blood of the world, time staunchless flows; The wound is mortal and is mine. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
It is natural to believe in God when you're alone-- quite alone, in the night, thinking about death. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“If you're always scared of dying," Obispo had said, "you'll surely die. Fear's a poison; and not such a slow poison either.” — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Sunsets and death; death and therefore kisses, kisses and consequently birth and then death for yet another generation of sunset watchers. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
One thinks one's something unique and wonderful at the center of the universe, when in fact one's just a slight interruption in… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Dying is almost the least spiritual of our acts, more strictly carnal even than the act of love. There are Death Agonies… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Ignore death up to the last moment; then, when it can't be ignored any longer, have yourself squirted full of morphia and… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Now, a corpse, poor thing, is an untouchable and the process of decay is, of all pieces of bad manners, the vulgarest… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Death conditioning begins at eighteen months. Every tot spends two mornings a week in a month in a Hospital for the Dying.… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
A life-worshipper's philosophy is comprehensive. He is at one moment a positivist and at another a mystic: now haunted by the thought… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
There are confessable agonies, sufferings of which one can positively be proud. Of bereavement, of parting, of the sense of sin and… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“The machine turns, turns and must keep on turning—for ever. It is death if it stands still. A thousand millions scrabbled the… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Eating, drinking, dying - three primary manifestations of the universal and impersonal life. Animals live that impersonal and universal life without knowing… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
One third, more or less, of all the sorrow that the person I think I am must endure is unavoidable. It is… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Death conditioning begins at eighteen months. Every tot spends two mornings a week in a Hospital for the Dying. All the best… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Me as I think I am and me as I am in fact - sorrow, in other words, and the ending of… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Nataraja at play among the stars and in the atoms. But also,” he added, “also at play within every living thing, every… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“All alone, outside the pueblo, on the bare plain of the mesa. The rock was like bleached bones in the moonlight. Down… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“He was digging in his garden--digging, too, in his own mind, laboriously turning up the substance of his thought. Death--and he drove… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“Mustapha Mond paused, put down the first book and, picking up the other, turned over the pages. “Take this, for example,” he… — 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
