All that happens means something; nothing you do is ever insignificant. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Religion is always a patron of the arts, but its taste is by no means impeccable. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which mean never losing your enthusiasm. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Successfully (whatever that may mean) or unsuccessfully, we all overact the part of our favorite character in fiction. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Art is one of the means whereby man seeks to redeem a life which is experienced as chaotic, senseless, and largely evil. — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
But the nature of the universe is such that ends can never justify means. On the contrary, the means always determine the… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
But the nature of the universe is such that the ends never justify the means. On the contrary, the means always determine… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
“That’s what you always forget, isn’t it? I mean, you forget to pay attention to what’s happening. And that’s the same as… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Civilization means food and literature all round. Beefsteaks and fiction magazines for all. First-class proteins for the body, fourth-class love-stories for the… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
I am entirely on the side of mystery. I mean, any attempt to explain away the mystery is ridiculous. I believe in… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Unless we choose to decentralize and to use applied science, not as the end to which human beings are to be made… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
We are so anxious to achieve some particular end that we never pay attention to the psycho-physical means whereby that end is… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
From the internal reality, by which I means the totality of psychological experiences, it [science] actually separates us. Art, for example, deals… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
I have discovered the most exciting, the most arduous literary form of all, the most difficult to master, the most pregnant in… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Real orgies are never so exciting as pornographic books. In a volume by Pierre Louys all the girls are young and their… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
What drivel it all is!... A string of words called religion. Another string of words called philosophy. Half a dozen other stringscalled… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
To the exponents of the Perennial Philosophy, the question whether Progress is inevitable or even real is not a matter of primary… — 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