I'm sick. I've eaten civilisation and I'm sick.

Aldous Huxley

Aldous Huxley

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: British

Some suggestions for you :

The impulse to cruelty is, in many people, almost as violent as the impulse to sexual love - almost as violent and much more mischievous.

There's only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that's your own self.

They're so hateful, the women here. Mad, mad and cruel. And of course they don't know anything about Malthusian Drill, or bottles, or decanting, or anything of that sort. So they're having children all the time—like dogs. It's too revolting.

It is natural to believe in God when you're alone-- quite alone, in the night, thinking about death.

Cruelty and compassion come with the chromosomes.

Rams wrapped in thermogene beget no lambs.

The murkiest den, the most opportune place (the voice of conscience thundered poetically), the strongest suggestion our worser genius can, shall never melt mine honour into lust. Never, never! he resolved.

Every change is a menace to stability.

The brotherhood of men does not imply their equality. Families have their fools and their men of genius, their black sheep and their saints, their worldly successes and their worldly failures. A man should treat his brothers lovingly and with justice, according to the deserts of each. But the deserts of every brother are not the same.

Nonsense which it would be shameful for a reasonable being to write, speak or hear spoken can be sung or listened to by that same rational being with pleasure and even with a kind of intellectual conviction.

In 1984 the lust for power is satisfied by inflicting pain; in Brave New World, by inflicting a hardly less humiliating pleasure.

Did you ever feel, as though you had something inside you that was only waiting for you to give it a chance to come out? Some sort of extra power that you aren't using - you know, like all the water that goes down the falls instead of through the turbines?

Several excuses are always less convincing than one.

Chronic remorse, as all the moralists are agreed, is a most undesirable sentiment. If you have behaved badly, repent, make what amends you can and address yourself to the task of behaving better next time. On no account brood over your wrong-doing. Rolling in the muck is not the best way of getting clean.