Aldous Huxley

Island

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    Young Murugan evidently had his reasons for not wanting it to be known that he had been in Rendang. Boys will be boys. Boys will even be girls.
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    When you laugh like that," he remarked in a tone of scientific detachment, "your face becomes curiously ugly."

    Taken aback, Will tried to cover his embarrassment with a piece of facetiousness. "It's always ugly," he said.
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    the lights, this time, were green, and for ten hideous seconds Babs's rosy alcove became a womb of mud and, on the bed, Babs herself was corpse-colored, a cadaver galvanized into posthumous epilepsy.
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    "Here and now, boys," shouted the bird.

    But Will Farnaby was neither here nor now.
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    So what's all the fuss about?" the child inquired.

    There was no malice or irony in her tone, not the slightest implication of blame. She was just asking a simple, straightforward question that called for a simple, straightforward answer. Yes, what was all the fuss about? The snake hadn't bitten him; he hadn't broken his neck. And anyhow it had all happened yesterday.
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    And he had ended by promising Will a handsome bonus if his efforts should be crowned with success. Enough to give him a full year of freedom. “No more reporting. Nothing but High Art, Art, A-ART.”
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    “You’re mistaken. He’s a military dictator. That means there’s death in the offing. And death is always news. Even the remote smell of death is news.” He laughed. “That’s why I was told to drop in on my way back from China.”
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    Young Murugan evidently had his reasons for not wanting it to be known that he had been in Rendang. Boys will be boys. Boys will even be girls.
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    “But why did they teach him those things? Why ‘Attention’? Why ‘Here and now’?”

    “Well…” She searched for the right words in which to explain the self-evident to this strange imbecile. “That’s what you always forget, isn’t it? I mean, you forget to pay attention to what’s happening. And that’s the same as not being here and now.”
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    “For God’s sake,” he implored.

    “God?” the child repeated with sudden interest. “Which god?” she asked. “There are such a lot of them.”

    “Any damned god you like,” he answered impatiently.

    “I don’t really like any of them,” she answered. “I like the Compassionate One.”
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    His mother and, standing behind her wheelchair, already running to fat and quivering like calf’s-foot jelly with all the feelings that had never found their proper expression in consummated love, was his sister Maud
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    How could he do it? He could do it, for all practical purposes was compelled to do it, because…well, because Babs had certain physical peculiarities which Molly did not possess and behaved at certain moments in ways which Molly would have found unthinkable
    Soliloquios Literarioshas quoted2 years ago
    Too late, thank God! said a gross derisive voice. Yes, thank God! And yet the guilt was there at the pit of his stomach. The guilt, the gnawing of his remorse—but through the remorse he could feel a horrible rejoicing. Somebody low and lewd and brutal, somebody alien and odious who was yet himself was gleefully thinking that now there was nothing to prevent him from having what he wanted. And what he wanted was a different perfume, was the warmth and resilience of a younger body.
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