In any race between human numbers and natural resources, time is against us. Aldous Huxley More Quotes by Aldous Huxley More Quotes From Aldous Huxley Feasts must be solemn and rare, or else they cease to be feasts. Aldous Huxley solemncease I met, not long ago, a young man who aspired to become a novelist. Knowing that I was in the profession, he asked me to tell him how he should set to work to realize his ambition. I did my best to explain. 'The first thing,' I said, 'is to buy quite a lot of paper, a bottle of ink, and a pen. After that you merely have to write.' Aldous Huxley ambitionwritingmen To write fiction, one needs a whole series of inspirations about people in an actual environment, and then a whole lot of work on the basis of those inspirations. Aldous Huxley inspirationwritingpeople A man may be a pessimistic determinist before lunch and an optimistic believer in the will's freedom after it. Aldous Huxley optimisticfreedomfood Idealism is the noble toga that political gentlemen drape over their will to power. Aldous Huxley gentlemanpoliticalinspirational Habit converts luxurious enjoyments into dull and daily necessities. Aldous Huxley luxuryliteraturedull Reality, however utopian, is something from which people feel the need of taking pretty frequent holidays. Aldous Huxley brave-new-worldholidayreality My fate cannot be mastered; it can only be collaborated with and thereby, to some extent, directed. Nor am I the captain of my soul; I am only its noisiest passenger. Aldous Huxley fatesoulliterature For in spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. Aldous Huxley spiteintuitionlanguage Back to culture. Yes, actually to culture. You can’t consume much if you sit still and read books. Aldous Huxley brave-new-worldculturebook Folly is often more cruel in the consequences than malice can be in the intent. Aldous Huxley follymaliceunhappiness There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness. Aldous Huxley boringhappyhappiness The author of the Iliad is either Homer or, if not Homer, somebody else of the same name. Aldous Huxley iliadifsnames Why do you love the woman you're in love with? Because she is. And that, after all, is God's own definition of Himself; I am that I am. The girl is who she is. Some of her isness spills over and impregnates the entire universe. Objects and events cease to be mere representations of classes and become their own uniqueness; cease to be illustrations of verbal abstractions and become fully concrete. Then you stop being in love, and the universe collapses, with an almost audible squeak of derision, into its normal insignificance. Aldous Huxley being-in-loveillustrationgirl When people are suspicious with you, you start being suspicious with them. Aldous Huxley brave-new-world-happinesssuspiciouspeople A squat grey building of only thirty-four stories. Over the main entrance the words, CENTRAL LONDON HATCHERY AND CONDITIONING CENTRE, and, in a shield, the World State's motto, COMMUNITY, IDENTITY, STABILITY. Aldous Huxley communityidentitystories People will insist on treating the mons Veneris as though it were Mount Everest. Too silly! Aldous Huxley lustsillypeople Writers write to influence their readers, their preachers, their auditors, but always, at bottom, to be more themselves. Aldous Huxley individualityliteraturewriting I was not looking now at an unusual flower arrangement. I was seeing what Adam had seen on the morning of his creation - the miracle, moment by moment, of naked existence. Aldous Huxley miracleflowermorning A bad book is as much of a labor to write as a good one, it comes as sincerely from the author's soul. Aldous Huxley readingwritingbook
