The universal and ever-present urge to self-transcendence is not to be abolished by slamming the current popular Doors in the Wall. The only reasonable policy is to open other, better doors in the hope of inducing men and women to exchange their old habits for new and less harmful ones.

Aldous Huxley

Aldous Huxley

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: British

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Each one of us, of course," the Controller meditatively continued, "goes through life inside a bottle. But if we happen to be Alphas, our bottles are, relatively speaking enormous.

She was accustomed in London to associate only with first-rate people who liked first-rate things, and she knew that there were very, very few first-rate things in the world, and that those were mostly French.

In a few years, no doubt, marriage licences will be sold like dog licences, good for a period of twelve months, with no law against changing dogs or keeping more than one animal at a time.

You read and you're pierced. That's one of the things I try to teach my students-how to write piercingly.

If you're a human being, you'll be seeing something of both, because we've always wanted things both ways.

Universal happiness keeps the wheels steadily turning, truth and beauty can't.

The forms change, but the substance remains.

I wanted to change the world. But I have found that the only thing one can be sure of changing is oneself.

There was something called democracy. As though men were more than physico-chemically equal.

Because it is idiotic. Writing when there's nothing to say ..." "Precisely. But that requires the most enormous ingenuity. You're making flivvers out of the absolute minimum of steel-works of art out of practically nothing but pure sensation.

The urge to transcend self-conscious selfhood is, as I have said, a principal appetite of the soul.

Yes," Mustapha Mond was saying, "that's another item in the cost of stability. It isn't only art that's incompatible with happiness; it's also science. Science is dangerous; we have to keep it most carefully chained and muzzled.

And the present sheared asunder from the past, like an iceberg sheared off from its frozen parent cliffs, and went sailing out to sea in lonely pride. All the past ages had accomplished was as nothing.

And whatever troubled him and showed in his face might have been the same old trouble - the problem of occupying space in the world and having a name people could call you by, being somebody they thought they could know.