Brave New World Quotes

D.H.C./Tom “Essentially, bokanovskification consists of a series of arrests of development. We check the normal growth and, paradoxically enough, the egg responds by budding.” (Ch 1)
D.H.C./Tom “Can’t you see? Can’t you see?…Bokanovsky’s Process is one of the major instruments of social stability!” (Ch 1)
D.H.C./Tom “Ninety-six identical twins working ninety-six identical machines!…You really know where you are. For the first time in history…Community, Identity, Stability…If we could bokanovskify indefinitely the whole problem would be solved.” (Ch 1)
D.H.C./Tom “And in exceptional cases we can make one ovary yield us over fifteen thousand adult individuals.” (Ch 1)
Henry Foster “Sixteen thousand and twelve in this Centre…Sixteen thousand and twelve; in one hundred and eighty-nine batches of identicals. But of course they’ve done much better in some of the tropical Centres. Singapore has often produced over sixteen thousand five hundred; and Mombasa has actually touched the seventeen thousand mark. But they have unfair advantages. You should see the way a negro ovary responds to pituitary! It’s quite astonishing, when you’re used to working with European material…Still, we mean to beat them if we can.” (Ch 1)
Henry Foster “Embryos are life photograph film. They can only stand red light.” (Ch 1)
Henry Foster “For of course, in the vast majority of cases, fertility is merely a nuisance. One fertile ovary in twelve hundred — that would really be quite sufficient for our purposes. But we want to have a good choice. And of course one must always have an enormous margin of safety. So we allow as many as thirty per cent of the female embryos to develop normally. The others get a does of male sex-hormone every twenty-four metros for the rest of the course. Result: they’re decanted as freemartins — structurally quite normal (except that they do have the slightest tendency to grow beards) out of the realm of mere slavish imitation of nature into the much more interesting world of human invention.” (Ch 1)
Henry Foster “We also predestine and condition. We decant our babies as socialized human beings, as Alphas or Epsilons, as future sewage workers or future Directors of Hatcheries.” (Ch 1)
Henry Foster “Reducing the number of revolutions per minute…the surrogate goes round slower; therefore passes through the lung at longer intervals; therefore gives the embryo less oxygen. Nothing like oxygen-shortage for keeping an embryo below par.” (Ch 1)
D.H.C./Tom “Hasn’t it occurred to you that an Epsilon embryo must have an Epsilon environment as well as an Epsilon heredity?” (Ch 1)
Henry Foster “We condition them to thrive on heat. Our colleagues upstairs will teach them to love it.” (Ch 1)
D.H.C./Tom “And that, 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.” (Ch 1)
D.H.C./Tom “And now, now we proceed to rub in the lesson with a mild electric shock.” (Ch. 2)
D.H.C./Tom “They’ll grow up with what the psychologists used to call an ‘instinctive’ hatred of books and flowers. Reflexes unalterably conditioned. They’ll be safe from books and botany all their lives.” (Ch. 2)
D.H.C./Tom “These are unpleasant facts; I know it. But then most historical facts are unpleasant.” (Ch. 2)
D.H.C./Tom The story of Reuben Rabinovitch and hypnopedia. (Ch. 2)
D.H.C./Tom “Moral education, which ought never, in any circumstances, to be rational.” (Ch. 2)
D.H.C./Tom “Till at last the child’s mind is these suggestions, and the sum of the suggestion is the child’s mind. And not the child’s mind only. The adult’s mind too — all his life long. The mind that judges and desires and decides — made up of these suggestions! But all these suggestions are our suggestions! Suggestions from the State.” (Ch. 2)
D.H.C./Tom “Oh, Ford! I’ve gone and woken the children.” (Ch. 2)
D.H.C./Tom “Strange, strange to think that even in Our Ford’s day most games were played without more apparatus than a ball or two and a few sticks and perhaps a bit of netting. Imagine the folly of allowing people to play elaborate games which do nothing whatever to increase consumption. It’s madness. Nowadays the Controllers won’t approve of any new game unless it can be shown that it requires at least as much apparatus as the most complicated of existing games.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “You all remember, I suppose, that beautiful and inspired saying of Our Ford’s: History is bunk. History is bunk.” (Ch. 3)
Assistant Predestinator “Going to the Feelies this evening, Henry? I hear the new one at the Alhambra is first-rate. There’s a love scene on a bearskin rug; they say it’s marvelous. Every hair of the bear reproduced. The most amazing tactual effects.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “It’s all right, Director. I won’t corrupt them.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Just try to realize it. Try to realize what it was like to have a viviparous mother. Try to imagine what ‘living with one’s family’ meant.” (Ch. 3)
Fanny “I’ve been feeling rather out of sorts lately. Dr. Wells advised me to have a Pregnancy Substitute.” (Ch. 3)
Fanny “Do you mean to tell me you’re still going out with Henry Foster?” (Ch. 3)
Lenina Crowne “But after all, it’s only about four months now since I’ve been having Henry.” (Ch. 3)
Fanny “But seriously, I really do think you ought to be careful. It’s such horribly bad form to go on and on like this with one man. At forty, or thirty-five, it wouldn’t be so bad. But at your age, Lenina! No, it really won’t do. And you know how strongly the D.H.C. objects to anything intense or long-drawn. Four months of Henry Foster, without having another man — why, he’d be furious if he knew.” (Ch. 3)
Fanny “Of course there’s no need to give him up. Have somebody else from time to time, that’s all. He has other girls, doesn’t he?” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Stability, stability. No civilization without social stability. No social stability without individual stability.” (Ch. 3)
Fanny “But one’s got to make the effort, one’s got to play the game. After all, every one belongs to every one else.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Fortunate boys! No pains have been spared to make your lives emotionally easy — to preserve you, so far as that is possible, from having emotions at all.” (Ch. 3)
Henry Foster “Oh, she’s a splendid girl. Wonderfully pneumatic. I’m surprised you haven’t had her.”
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Our ancestors were so stupid and short-sighted that when the first reformers came along and offered to deliver them from those horrible emotions, they wouldn’t have anything to do with them.” (Ch. 3)
Bernard Marx “Talking about her as though she were a bit of meat. Have her here, have her there. Like mutton. Degrading her to so much mutton. She said she’d think it over, she said she’d give me an answer this week. Oh, Ford, Ford, Ford.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Take Ectogenesis. Pfitzner and Kawaguchi had got the whole technique worked out. But would the Governments look at it? No. There was something called Christianity. Women were forced to go on being viviparous.” (Ch. 3)
Lenina Crowne “I think that’s rather sweet. One feels one would like to pet him. You know. Like a cat.” (Ch. 3)
Fanny “They say somebody made a mistake when he was still in the bottle — thought he was a Gamma and put alcohol into his blood-surrogate. That’s why he’s so stunted.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Sleep teaching was actually prohibited in England. There was something called liberalism. Parliament, if you know what that was, passed a law against it. The records survive. Speeches about liberty of the subject. Liberty to be inefficient and miserable. Freedom to be a round peg in a square hole.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Or the Caste System. Constantly proposed, constantly rejected. There was something called democracy. As though men were more than physic-chemically equal.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond Information regarding the Nine Years’ War. (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “In the end, the Controllers realized that force was no good. The slower but infinitely surer methods of ectogenesis, neo-Pavlovian conditioning and hypnop├Ždia …” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “All crosses had their tops cut and became T’s. There was also a thing called God.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “There was a thing called Heaven; but all the same they used to drink enormous quantities of alcohol.” (Ch. 3)
Henry Foster “Glum, Marx, glum. What you need is a gramme of soma.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “All the advantages of Christianity and alcohol; none of their defects.” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Work, play-at sixty our powers and tastes are what they were at seventeen. Old men in the bad old days used to renounce, retire, take to religion, spend their time reading, thinking-thinking!” (Ch. 3)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Now-such is progress-the old men work, the old men copulate, the old men have no time, no leisure from pleasure, not a moment to sit down and think-or if ever by some unlucky chance such a crevice of time should yawn in the solid substance of their distractions, there is always soma, delicious soma, half a gramme for a half-holiday, a gramme for a week-end, two grammes for a trip to the gorgeous East, three for a dark eternity on the moon; returning whence they find themselves on the other side of the crevice, safe on the solid ground of daily labour and distraction, scampering from feely to feely, from girl to pneumatic girl, from Electromagnetic Golf course to …” (Ch. 3)
Lenina Crowne “I’d simply love to come with you for a week in July. That is, if you still want to have me.” (Ch. 4)
Lenina Crowne “My word, I’m glad I’m not a Gamma.” (Ch. 4)
Helmholtz Watson “This last week or two I’ve been cutting all my committees and all my girls. You can’t imagine what a hullabaloo they’ve been making about it at the College. Still, it’s been worth it, I think. The effects …Well, they’re odd, they’re very odd.” (Ch. 4)
Helmholtz Watson “Did you ever feel as though you had something inside you that was only waiting for you to give it a chance to come out? Some sort of extra power that you aren’t using-you know, like all the water that goes down the falls instead of through the turbines?” (Ch. 4)
Helmholtz Watson “Not quite. I’m thinking of a queer feeling I sometimes get, a feeling that I’ve got something important to say and the power to say it-only I don’t know what it is, and I can’t make any use of the power. If there was some different way of writing … Or else something else to write about …You see, I’m pretty good at inventing phrases-you know, the sort of words that suddenly make you jump, almost as though you’d sat on a pin, they seem so new and exciting even though they’re about something hypnop├Ždically obvious. But that doesn’t seem enough. It’s not enough for the phrases to be good; what you make with them ought to be good too.” (Ch. 4)
Helmholtz Watson “But they go such a little way. They aren’t important enough, somehow. I feel I could do something much more important. Yes, and more intense, more violent. But what? What is there more important to say? And how can one be violent about the sort of things one’s expected to write about? Words can be like X-rays, if you use them properly-they’ll go through anything. You read and you’re pierced. That’s one of the things I try to teach my students-how to write piercingly. But what on earth’s the good of being pierced by an article about a Community Sing, or the latest improvement in scent organs? Besides, can you make words really piercing-you know, like the very hardest X-rays-when you’re writing about that sort of thing? Can you say something about nothing? That’s what it finally boils down to. I try and I try …” (Ch. 4)
Bernard Marx “I suppose I’ve got things on my nerves a bit. When people are suspicious with you, you start being suspicious with them.” (Ch. 4)
Henry Foster “Fine to think we can go on being socially useful even after we’re dead. Making plants grow.” (Ch. 5)
Lenina Crowne “But queer that Alphas and Betas won’t make any more plants grow than those nasty little Gammas and Deltas and Epsilons down there.” (Ch. 5)
Henry Foster “All men are physico-chemically equal. Besides, even Epsilons perform indispensable services.” (Ch. 5)
Henry Foster “And if you were an Epsilon, your conditioning would have made you no less thankful that you weren’t a Beta or an Alpha.” (Ch. 5)
Henry Foster “Anyhow, there’s one thing we can be certain of; whoever he may have been, he was happy when he was alive. Everybody’s happy now.” (Ch. 5)
Henry Foster “You can’t teach a rhinoceros tricks. Some men are almost rhinoceroses; they don’t respond properly to conditioning. Poor Devils! Bernard’s one of them. Luckily for him, he’s pretty good at his job. Otherwise the Director would never have kept him. However, I think he’s pretty harmless.” (Ch. 6)
Bernard Marx “I’d rather be myself. Myself and nasty. Not somebody else, however jolly.” (Ch. 6)
Bernard Marx “It makes me feel as though …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?” (Ch. 6)
Bernard Marx “I thought we’d be more … more together here-with nothing but the sea and moon. More together than in that crowd, or even in my rooms. Don’t you understand that?” (Ch. 6)
Bernard Marx “Adults intellectually and during working hours. Infants where feeling and desire are concerned.” (Ch. 6)
Lenina Crowne “Our Ford loved infants.” (Ch. 6)
D.H.C./Tom Story of visiting the Reservation 20 years ago. (Ch. 6)
D.H.C./Tom “I actually dream about it sometimes…Dream of being woken up by that peal of thunder and finding her gone; dream of searching and searching for her under the trees.” (Ch. 6)
D.H.C./Tom “Don’t imagine that I’d had any indecorous relation with the girl. Nothing emotional, nothing long-drawn. It was all perfectly healthy and normal.” (Ch. 6)
D.H.C./Tom “And I should like to take this opportunity, Mr. Marx, of saying that I’m not at all pleased with the reports I receive of your behaviour outside working hours. You may say that this is not my business. But it is. I have the good name of the Centre to think of. My workers must be above suspicion, particularly those of the highest castes. Alphas are so conditioned that they do not have to be infantile in their emotional behaviour. But that is all the more reason for their making a special effort to conform. lt is their duty to be infantile, even against their inclination. And so, Mr. Marx, I give you fair warning.” (Ch. 6)
D.H.C./Tom “If ever I hear again of any lapse from a proper standard of infantile decorum, I shall ask for your transference to a Sub-Centre-preferably to Iceland. Good morning.” (Ch. 6)
Bernard Marx “Whereupon, I simply told him to go to the Bottomless Past and marched out of the room. And that was that.” (Ch. 6)
Bernard Marx “There won’t be any in the Reservation. And no scent, no television, no hot water even. If you feel you can’t stand it, stay here till I come back.” (Ch. 6)
Warden “To touch the fence is instant death. There is no escape from a Savage Reservation.” (Ch. 6)
Lenina Crowne “I wish we could have brought the plane. I hate walking. And you feel so small when you’re on the ground at the bottom of a hill.” (Ch. 7)
Bernard Marx “That’s because we don’t allow them to be like that. We preserve them from diseases. We keep their internal secretions artificially balanced at a youthful equilibrium. We don’t permit their magnesium-calcium ratio to fall below what it was at thirty. We give them transfusion of young blood. We keep their metabolism permanently stimulated. So, of course, they don’t look like that. Partly, because most of them die long before they reach this old creature’s age. Youth almost unimpaired till sixty, and then, crack! the end.” (Ch. 7)
Bernard Marx “What a wonderfully intimate relationship. And what an intensity of feeling it must generate! I often think one may have missed something in not having had a mother. And perhaps you’ve missed something in not being a mother, Lenina. Imagine yourself sitting there with a little baby of your own…” (Ch. 7)
John “Hullo. Good-morrow. You’re civilized, aren’t you? You come from the Other Place, outside the Reservation?” (Ch. 7)
John “I ought to have been there. Why wouldn’t they let me be the sacrifice? I’d have gone round ten times-twelve, fifteen. Palowhtiwa only got as far as seven. They could have had twice as much blood from me. The multitudinous seas incarnadine. But they wouldn’t let me. They disliked me for my complexion. It’s always been like that. Always.” (Ch. 7)
John “For the sake of the pueblo-to make the rain come and the corn grow. And to please Pookong and Jesus. And then to show that I can bear pain without crying out. Yes, to show that I’m a man…” (Ch. 7)
Linda “And I was so ashamed. Just think of it: me, a Beta-having a baby: put yourself in my place. Though it wasn’t my fault, I swear; because I still don’t know how it happened, seeing that I did all the Malthusian Drill-you know, by numbers, One, two, three, four, always, I swear it; but all the same it happened, and of course there wasn’t anything like an Abortion Centre here.” (Ch. 7)
Linda “But it’s all different here. It’s like living with lunatics. Everything they do is mad.” (Ch. 7)
Linda “Being mad’s infectious I believe.” (Ch. 7)
Linda “There’s so much one doesn’t know; it wasn’t my business to know. I mean, when a child asks you how a helicopter works or who made the world-well, what are you to answer if you’re a Beta and have always worked in the Fertilizing Room? What are you to answer?” (Ch. 7)
Bernard Marx “So hard for me to realize, to reconstruct. As though we were living on different planets, in different centuries. A mother, and all this dirt, and gods, and old age, and disease… It’s almost inconceivable. I shall never understand, unless you explain.” (Ch. 8)
Linda “Turned into a savage…Having young ones like an animal…If it hadn’t been for you, I might have gone to the Inspector, I might have got away. But not with a baby. That would have been too shameful.” (Ch. 8)
John “But I can read and they can’t. They don’t even know what reading is.” (Ch. 8)
Bernard Marx “I’m rather different from most people, I suppose. If one happens to be decanted different …” (Ch. 8)
John “O brave new world…O brave new world that has such people in it.” (Ch. 8)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “I do find it of sufficient scientific interest. Bring these two individuals back to London with you.” (Ch. 9)
D.H.C./Tom “A public example…in this room, because it contains more high-caste workers than any other in the Centre. I have told him to meet me here at half-past two.” (Ch. 10)
D.H.C./Tom “His intellectual eminence carries with it corresponding moral responsibilities. The greater a man’s talents, the greater his power to lead astray. It is better that one should suffer than that many should be corrupted. Consider the matter dispassionately…and you will see that no offence is so heinous as unorthodoxy of behaviour. Murder kills only the individual-and, after all, what is an individual? We can make a new one with the greatest ease-as many as we like. Unorthodoxy threatens more than the life of a mere individual; it strikes at Society itself. Yes, at Society itself.” (Ch. 10)
D.H.C./Tom “A painful duty constrains me. The security and stability of Society are in danger. Yes, in danger, ladies and gentlemen. This man, this man who stands before you here, this Alpha-Plus to whom so much has been given, and from whom, in consequence, so much must be expected, this colleague of yours-or should I anticipate and say this ex-colleague?-has grossly betrayed the trust imposed in him. By his heretical views on sport and soma, by the scandalous unorthodoxy of his sex-life, by his refusal to obey the teachings of Our Ford and behave out of office hours, ‘even as a little infant,’ he has proved himself an enemy of Society, a subverter, ladies and gentlemen, of all Order and Stability, a conspirator against Civilization itself.” (Ch. 10)
Linda “…I should have known you anywhere, among a thousand. But perhaps you’ve forgotten me. Don’t you remember?” (Ch. 10)
John “My father!” (Ch. 10)
Fanny “Bernard’s asked me to meet the Savage next Wednesday.” (Ch. 11)
Bernard Marx (writing to Mond) “The Savage 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—.” (Ch. 11)
Dr. Gaffney, the Provost “Eton is reserved exclusively for upper-caste boys and girls. One egg, one adult. It makes education more difficult of course. But as they’ll be called upon to take responsibilities and deal with unexpected emergencies, it can’t be helped.” (Ch. 11)
Dr. Gaffney, the Provost “Our library contains only books of reference. If our young people need distraction, they can get it at the feelies. We don’t encourage them to indulge in any solitary amusements.” (Ch. 11)
Lenina Crowne “It’s wonderful, of course. And yet in a way, I feel as though I were getting something on false pretences. Because, of course, the first thing they all want to know is what it’s like to make love to a Savage. And I have to say I don’t know.” (Ch. 11)
Lenina Crowne “Sometimes I think he does and sometimes I think he doesn’t. He always does his best to avoid me; goes out of the room when I come in; won’t touch me; won’t even look at me. But sometimes if I turn round suddenly, I catch him staring; and then-well, you know how men look when they like you.” (Ch. 11)
Lenina Crowne “Because, you see, Fanny, I like him.” (Ch. 11)
Lenina Crowne “Take hold of those metal knobs on the arms of your chair. Otherwise you won’t get any of the feely effects.” (Ch. 11)
John “I don’t think you ought to see things like that.” (Ch. 11)
John “You ought to have asked me first whether I wanted to meet them.” (Ch. 12)
Arch-Community-Songster “To play such a joke on me, on me!” (Ch. 12)
Lenina Crowne “In a few minutes, I shall be seeing him, talking to him, telling him that I like him-more than anybody I’ve ever known.” (Ch. 12)
Arch-Community-Songster “Let me give you a word of advice. Before it’s too late. A word of good advice. Mend your ways, my young friend, mend your ways.” (Ch. 12)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “What fun it would be if one didn’t have to think about happiness!” (Ch. 12)
John “Well, I’d rather be unhappy than have the sort of false, lying happiness you were having here.” (Ch. 12)
Helmholtz Watson “It was over some rhymes…I was giving my usual course of Advanced Emotional Engineering for Third Year Students. Twelve lectures, of which the seventh is about rhymes… I always illustrate my lecture with a lot of technical examples. This time I thought I’d give them one I’d just written myself. Pure madness, of course; but I couldn’t resist it. I was curious to see what their reactions would be. Besides, I wanted to do a bit of propaganda; I was trying to engineer them into feeling as I’d felt when I wrote the rhymes. Ford! What an outcry there was! The Principal had me up and threatened to hand me the immediate sack. l’m a marked man.” (Ch. 12)
Helmholtz Watson “I feel as though I were just beginning to have something to write about. As though I were beginning to be able to use that power I feel I’ve got inside me-that extra, latent power. Something seems to be coming to me.” (Ch. 12)
Helmholtz Watson “I know quite well that one needs ridiculous, mad situations like that; one can’t write really well about anything else. Why was that old fellow such a marvellous propaganda technician? Because he had so many insane, excruciating things to get excited about. You’ve got to be hurt and upset; otherwise you can’t think of the really good, penetrating, X-rayish phrases.” (Ch. 12)
Lenina Crowne “My Ford, have I given this one its sleeping sickness injection, or haven’t I?” (Ch. 13)
Fanny “But it’s absurd to let yourself get into a state like this. Simply absurd. And what about? A man-one man.” (Ch. 13)
Fanny “Well, if that’s the case, why don’t you just go and take him. Whether he wants it or no.” (Ch. 13)
Fanny “Don’t stand any nonsense. Act. Yes, act-at once. Do it now.” (Ch. 13)
John “I wanted to do something first … I mean, to show I was worthy of you. Not that I could ever really be that. But at any rate to show I wasn’t absolutely un-worthy. I wanted to do something.” (Ch. 13)
John “For always. They make a promise to live together for always.” (Ch. 13)
John “I love you more than anything in the world.” (Ch. 13)
John “Quick! Something’s happened. I’ve killed her.”(Ch. 14)
John “Listen, I beg of you…Lend me your ears …Don’t take that horrible stuff. It’s poison, it’s poison.” (Ch. 15)
John “But do you like being slaves? Do you like being babies? Yes, babies. Mewling and puking. Yes, puking! Don’t you want to be free and men? Don’t you even understand what manhood and freedom are? Don’t you? Very well then, I’ll teach you; I’ll make you be free whether you want to or not.” (Ch. 15)
Helmholtz Watson “It’s more like a caffeine-solution party than a trial.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “So you don’t much like civilization, Mr. Savage.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Almost nobody. I’m one of the very few. It’s prohibited, you see. But as I make the laws here, I can also break them. With impunity, Mr. Marx, which I’m afraid you can’t do.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Because it’s old; that’s the chief reason. We haven’t any use for old things here…Particularly when they’re beautiful. Beauty’s attractive, and we don’t want people to be attracted by old things. We want them to like the new ones.” (Ch. 16)
Helmholtz Watson “That’s what we’ve all been wanting to write.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Because our world is not the same as Othello’s world. You can’t make flivvers without steel-and you can’t make tragedies without social instability. The world’s stable now. People are happy; they get what they want, and they never want what they can’t get. They’re well off; they’re safe; they’re never ill; they’re not afraid of death; they’re blissfully ignorant of passion and old age; they’re plagued with no mothers or fathers; they’ve got no wives, or children, or lovers to feel strongly about; they’re so conditioned that they practically can’t help behaving as they ought to behave. And if anything should go wrong, there’s soma. Which you go and chuck out of the window in the name of liberty, Mr. Savage. Liberty! Expecting Deltas to know what liberty is! And now expecting them to understand Othello! My good boy!” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “But that’s the price we have to pay for stability. You’ve got to choose between happiness and what people used to call high art. We’ve sacrificed the high art. We have the feelies and the scent organ instead.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “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.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Of course it does. Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.” (Ch. 16)
John “I was wondering, why you had them at all-seeing that you can get whatever you want out of those bottles. Why don’t you make everybody an Alpha Double Plus while you’re about it?” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “A society of Alphas couldn’t fail to be unstable and miserable. Imagine a factory staffed by Alphas-that is to say by separate and unrelated individuals of good heredity and conditioned so as to be capable (within limits) of making a free choice and assuming responsibilities. Imagine it!” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Each one of us, of course, goes through life inside a bottle. But if we happen to be Alphas, our bottles are, relatively speaking, enormous. We should suffer acutely if we were confined in a narrower space. You cannot pour upper-caste champagne-surrogate into lower-caste bottles. It’s obvious theoretically. But it has also been proved in actual practice.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “The Inventions Office is stuffed with plans for labour-saving processes. Thousands of them.And why don’t we put them into execution? For the sake of the labourers; it would be sheer cruelty to afflict them with excessive leisure.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Besides, we have our stability to think of. We don’t want to change. Every change is a menace to stability. That’s another reason why we’re so chary of applying new inventions. Every discovery in pure science is potentially subversive; even science must sometimes be treated as a possible enemy. Yes, even science.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “You’ve had no scientific training, so you can’t judge. I was a pretty good physicist in my time. Too good-good enough to realize that all our science is just a cookery book, with an orthodox theory of cooking that nobody’s allowed to question, and a list of recipes that mustn’t be added to except by special permission from the head cook. I’m the head cook now. But I was an inquisitive young scullion once. I started doing a bit of cooking on my own. Unorthodox cooking, illicit cooking. A bit of real science, in fact.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “One would think he was going to have his throat cut. Whereas, if he had the smallest sense, he’d understand that his punishment is really a reward. He’s being sent to an island. That’s to say, he’s being sent to a place where he’ll meet the most interesting set of men and women to be found anywhere in the world. All the people who, for one reason or another, have got too self-consciously individual to fit into community-life. All the people who aren’t satisfied with orthodoxy, who’ve got independent ideas of their own. Every one, in a word, who’s any one.” (Ch. 16)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Sometimes, I rather regret the science. Happiness is a hard master-particularly other people’s happiness. A much harder master, if one isn’t conditioned to accept it unquestioningly, than truth.” (Ch. 16)
Helmholtz Watson “I should like a thoroughly bad climate. I believe one would write better if the climate were bad. If there were a lot of wind and storms, for example …” (Ch. 16)
John “Art, science-you seem to have paid a fairly high price for your happiness.” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “A whole collection of pornographic old books. God in the safe and Ford on the shelves.” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “One of the numerous things in heaven and earth that these philosophers didn’t dream about was this, us, the modern world. ‘You can only be independent of God while you’ve got youth and prosperity; independence won’t take you safely to the end.’ Well, we’ve now got youth and prosperity right up to the end. What follows? Evidently, that we can be independent of God. ‘The religious sentiment will compensate us for all our losses.’ But there aren’t any losses for us to compensate; religious sentiment is superfluous. And why should we go hunting for a substitute for youthful desires, when youthful desires never fail? A substitute for distractions, when we go on enjoying all the old fooleries to the very last? What need have we of repose when our minds and bodies continue to delight in activity? of consolation, when we have soma? of something immovable, when there is the social order?” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Well, he manifests himself as an absence; as though he weren’t there at all.” (Ch. 17)
John “But all the same, it is natural to believe in God when you’re alone-quite alone, in the night, thinking about death …” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “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.” (Ch. 17)
John “If you allowed yourselves to think of God, you wouldn’t allow yourselves to be degraded by pleasant vices. You’d have a reason for bearing things patiently, for doing things with courage.” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “But chastity means passion, chastity means neurasthenia. And passion and neurasthenia mean instability. And instability means the end of civilization. You can’t have a lasting civilization without plenty of pleasant vices.” (Ch. 17)
John “But God’s the reason for everything noble and fine and heroic.” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Christianity without tears-that’s what soma is.” (Ch. 17)
John “You got rid of them. Yes, that’s just like you. Getting rid of everything unpleasant instead of learning to put up with it. Whether ’tis better in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them … But you don’t do either. Neither suffer nor oppose. You just abolish the slings and arrows. It’s too easy.” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Violent Passion Surrogate. Regularly once a month. We flood the whole system with adrenin. It’s the complete physiological equivalent of fear and rage. All the tonic effects of murdering Desdemona and being murdered by Othello, without any of the inconveniences.” (Ch. 17)
John “But I like the inconveniences.” (Ch. 17)
John “But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “In fact, you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.” (Ch. 17)
Controller/Mustapha Mond “Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have too little to eat; the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen to-morrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind.” (Ch. 17)
John “But I’m damned. I’m damned if I’ll go on being experimented with. Not for all the Controllers in the world.” (Ch. 18)
John “Strumpet! Strumpet!” (Ch. 18 and elsewhere)
John “Oh, my God, my God!” (Ch. 18 and elsewhere)

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