Quotes About Aldous Huxley

Me gusta su espíritu, Mr. Watson. Me gusta muchísimo, de verdad, aunque, como se puede imaginar, lo desapruebo oficialmente.

the extreme ugliness of her appearance, the Savage frequently goes to see her and appears to be much attached to her - an interesting example of the way in which early conditioning can be made to change and even run against natural responses (in this case, the natural response to draw back from an unpleasant object).' ***

We make an idol of truth itself; for truth apart from charity is not God, but his image and idol, which we must neither love nor worship. Pascal

Pero no tienen ningún mensaje. —Sí, el mensaje consiste en emitir una gran cantidad de sensaciones agradables para el público. —Los argumentos han sido escritos por algún idiota.

Silence, silence.' All the air of the fourteenth floor was sibilant with the categorical imperative. Fifty

Pero mejor que las fórmulas mágicas de Mitsima porque aquello significaba algo más, porque le hablaba a él; le hablaba maravillosamente, de una manera solo a medias comprensible, con un poder mágico, bellísimo, de Linda.

In the red darkness glinted innumerable rubies.

Pala is probably the only country in which an animal theologian would have no reason for believing in devils. For animals everywhere else, Satan, quite obviously, is Homo sapiens." They

Distance reminds us that there's a lot more to the universe than just people—that there's even a lot more to people than just people. It reminds us that there are mental spaces inside our skulls as enormous as the spaces out there. The experience of distance, of inner distance and outer distance, of distance in time and distance in space—it's the first and fundamental religious experience.

Children?—that would be the most desperate experiment of all. The most desperate, and perhaps the only one having any chance of being successful.

Love is a mode of knowledge, and when the love is sufficiently disinterested and sufficiently intense, the knowledge becomes unitive knowledge and so takes on the quality of infallibility.

We should feel wonder at nothing at all in Nature except only the Incarnation of Christ." In the seventeenth century, Lallemant's phrase seemed to make sense. Today it has the ring of madness.

But sometimes," she said with a smile, "it's eternity that miraculously breaks into time—even into dinnertime. Good-bye." She waved her hand and was gone.

To make biological survival possible, Mind at Large has to be funneled through the reducing valve of the brain and nervous system. What comes out at the other end is a measly trickle of the kind of consciousness which will help us to stay alive on the surface of this Particular planet.

No se corre mucho riesgo apostando a que, dentro de veinte años, todos los países excesivamente poblados y poco desarrollados del mundo estarán bajo una u otra forma de gobierno totalitario, probablemente del Partido Comunista. ¿Cómo

And that," put in the Director sententiously, "that is the secret of happiness and virtue—liking what you've got to do. All conditioning aims at that: making people like their unescapable social destiny." In

Sex is often centre stage in utopias and dystopias – who can do what, with which set of genital organs, and with whom, being one of humanity's main preoccupations.

My perfect day would be to go on a picnic up Mt. Wilson with Christopher Isherwood, Greta Garbo, Aldous Huxley, and Bertrand Russell.

Indifference to all the refinements of life--it's really shocking. Just Calvinism, that's all. Calvinism without the excuse of Calvin's theology.

De Sade is the one completely consistent and thoroughgoing revolutionary of history.

It would have been amazing to have been a student at Oxford during that golden moment in the 1910s, rubbing elbows with the likes of Aldous Huxley and T.E. Lawrence, before World War I shattered everything forever.

Great is truth, but still greater, from a practical point of view, is silence about truth.

Cynical realism is the intelligent man's best excuse for doing nothing in an intolerable situation.

Just as the Cleanliness Institute closed its doors in 1932, a casualty of the stalled economy, Aldous Huxley published his satire of a sanitized utopia, Brave New World. It's doubtful that Huxley, living in England, had heard of the Institute, although naturally enough there are parallels between its emphasis on indoctrination and social pressure and the vastly more extreme measures taken in the novel's odour- and germ-phobic future civilization.