Quotes About Society

The faint hum and rattle of machinery still stirred the crimson air in the Embryo Store. Shifts might come and go, one lupus-coloured face give place to another; majestically and for ever the conveyors crept forward with their load of future men and women.

The Savage, wrote Bernard in his report to Mustapha Mond, shows surprisingly little astonishment at, or awe of, civilized inventions. This is partly due, no doubt, to the fact that he has heard them talked about by the woman Linda, his m---. (Mustapha Mond frowned. Does the fool think I'm too squeamish to see the word written out at full length?)

Alcohol is one of the oldest and certainly the most widely used of all consciousness-changing drugs. Unfortunately, it is a rather inefficient and, at the same time, a rather dangerous drug.

Hubo discursos sobre la libertad, a propósito de ello. Libertad para ser consciente y desgraciado. Libertad para ser una clavija redonda en un agujero cuadrado.

The mental climate of our age is not favorable to visionaries.

Y he aquí que el progreso de la tecnología ha llevado y sigue llevando todavía a esa concentración y centralización del poder.

Political liberty's a swindle because a man doesn't spend his time being political. He spends it sleeping, eating, amusing himself a little and working?—mostly working. When they'd got all the political liberty they wanted?—or found they didn't want?—they began to understand this.

Occidente sólo permite el uso sin trabas del alcohol y del tabaco. Las demás Puertas químicas en el Muro se califican de tóxicos y quienes las toman sin autorización son Viciosos.

Todos nosotros —prosiguió el Interventor, meditabundo— vivimos en el interior de un frasco. Mas para los Alfas, los frascos, relativamente hablando, son enormes. Nosotros sufriríamos horriblemente si fuésemos confinados en un espacio más estrecho. No se puede verter sucedáneo de champaña de las clases altas en los frascos de las castas bajas.

Ford's in his flivver,' murmured the D.H.C. 'All's well with the world.

Organized and balanced disunity is the necessary condition of liberty.

Aldous Huxley

Todo condicionamiento tiende a esto: a lograr que la gente ame su inevitable destino social

In other words, I feel that the nightmare of Nineteen Eighty-Four is destined to modulate into the nightmare of a world having more resemblance to that which I imagined in Brave New World... [Quote taken from Aldous Huxley's letter to George Orwell 21 October, 1949]

For unrestricted use the West has permitted only alcohol and tobacco. All the other chemical Doors in the Wall are labeled Dope, and their unauthorized takers are Fiends. We now spend a good deal more on drink and smoke than we spend on education. This, of course, is not surprising. The urge to escape from selfhood and the environment is in almost everyone almost all the time.

tratemos de imaginarnos lo que será un mitin político del futuro. El candidato (si es que cabe hablar todavía de candidatos) o el representante nombrado por la oligarquía gobernante, pronunciará su discurso para que todos lo oigan.

Havia uma coisa chamada Céu. Mas, apesar de tudo, bebiam enormes quantidades de álcool.

Ale to jednak dziwne, ?e alfy i bety nie u?y?niaj? gleby bardziej ni? te tutaj wstr?tne ma?e gammy, delty i epsilony.

Los dioses son justos, sin duda, pero su código legal es dictado, en última instancia, por las personas que organizan la sociedad. La Providencia recibe órdenes de los hombres.

Did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" asked Bernard. The Savage nodded. "I ate civilization." "What?" "It poisoned me; I was defiled. And then," he added, in a lower tone, "I ate my own wickedness.

No longer anonymous, but named, identified, the procession marched on slowly; on through an opening in the wall, slowly on into the Social Predestination Room.

Huxley was fascinated by the fact that 'the same person is simultaneously a mass of atoms, a physiology, a mind, an object with a shape that can be painted, a cog in the economic machine, a voter, a lover etc'

My good boy!" The Director wheeled sharply round on him. "Can't you see? Can't you see?" He raised a hand; his expression was solemn. "Bokanovsky's Process is one of the major instruments of social stability!" Major instruments of social stability.

But I do," he insisted. "It makes me feel as though . . ." he hesitated, searching for words with which to express himself, "as though I were more me, if you see what I mean. More on my own, not so completely a part of something else. Not just a cell in the social body. Doesn't it make you feel like that, Lenina?" But