A poor degenerate from the ape, Whose hands are four, whose tail's a limb, I contemplate my flaccid shape And know I may not rival him Save with my mind. Aldous Huxley More Quotes by Aldous Huxley More Quotes From Aldous Huxley Assemble a mob of men and women previously conditioned by a daily reading of the newspapers; treat them to amplified band music, bright lights...and in next to no time you can reduce them to a state of almost mindless subhumanity. Never before have so few been in a position to make fools, maniacs, or criminals of so many. Aldous Huxley money reading men "Consider the matter dispassionately, Mr. Foster, and you will see that no offence is so heinous as unorthodoxy of behaviour. Murder kills only the individual- and after all, wha is an individual? ". . . ." We can make a new one with the greatest of ease- as many as we like. Unorthodoxy threatens more than the life of a mere individual; it strikes at Society itself." Aldous Huxley behaviour matter ease Two hours. One hundred and twenty minutes. Anything might be done in that time. Anything. Nothing. Oh, he had had hundreds of hours, and what had he done with them? Wasted them, spilt the precious minutes as though his reservoir were inexhaustible. Aldous Huxley twenties done two The gods are just. No doubt. But their code of law is dictated, in the last resort, by the people who organize society; Providence takes its cue from men. Aldous Huxley brave-new-world law men There was a thing called Heaven; but all the same they used to drink enormous quantities of alcohol. Aldous Huxley enormous-quantities alcohol heaven Unlike the masses, intellectuals have a taste for rationality and an interest in facts. Aldous Huxley mass taste facts We are not our own any more than what we possess is our own. We did not make ourselves, we cannot be supreme over ourselves. We are not our own masters. Aldous Huxley brave-new-world supreme masters It takes a certain amount of intelligence and imagination to realize the extraordinary queerness and mysteriousness of the world in which we live. Aldous Huxley realizing imagination world The leech's kiss, the squid's embrace, The prurient ape's defiling touch: And do you like the human race? No, not much. Aldous Huxley squids kissing race The most intractable of our experiences is the experience of Time-the intuition of duration, combined with the thought of perpetual perishing. Aldous Huxley duration intuition time In any race between human numbers and natural resources, time is against us. Aldous Huxley race time numbers At this point we find ourselves confronted by a very disquieting question: Do we really wish to act upon our knowledge? Aldous Huxley wish Thought is barred in this City of Dreadful Joy and conversation is unknown. Aldous Huxley los-angeles cities joy For particulars, as everyone knows, make for virtue and happiness; generalities are intellectually necessary evils. Not philosophers but fretsawyers and stamp collectors compose the backbone of society. Aldous Huxley brave-new-world philosopher evil All urbanization, pushed beyond a certain point, automatically becomes suburbanization.... Every great city is just a collection of suburbs. Its inhabitantsdo not live in their city; they merely inhabit it. Aldous Huxley urbanization certain cities Teaching is the last refuge of feeble minds with a classical education. Aldous Huxley teaching mind education Only one more indispensable massacre of Capitalists or Communists or Fascists or Christians or Heretics, and there we are in the Golden Future. Aldous Huxley communist golden christian If only people would realize that moral principles are like measles.... They have to be caught. And only the people who've got them can pass on the contagion. Aldous Huxley moral principles people All democracies are based on the proposition that power is very dangerous and that it is extremely important not to let any one person or small group have too much power for too long a time Aldous Huxley democracy important long Sunsets and death; death and therefore kisses, kisses and consequently birth and then death for yet another generation of sunset watchers. Aldous Huxley sunset generations kissing
