Quotes by Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow

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It was all extremely symbolic; but then, if you choose to think so, nothing in this world is not symbolical. — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
With the ferrule of his walking-stick Denis began to scratch the boar's long bristly back. The animal moved a little so — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
Like every other good thing in thisworld, leisure and culture have to be paid for. Fortunately, however,it is not the le — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
There were the years— years of childhood and innocence— when I had believed that carminative meant— well, carminative. A — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
As a lover or a dipsomaniac, I've no doubt of your being a most fascinating specimen. But as a combiner of forms, you mu — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
We men of intelligence will learn to harness the insanities of reason. We can't leave the world any longer to the direct — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
Wherever a choice has had to be made between the man of reason and the madman, the world has unhesitatingly followed the — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
One entered the world, Denis pursued, having ready-made ideas about everything. One had a philosophy and tried to make l — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
Human contacts have been so highly valued in the past only because reading was not a common accomplishment and because b — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
He liked to think of himself as a merciless vivisector probing into the palpitating entrails of his own soul. — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
In a sane world I should be a great man; as things are, in this curious establishment, I am nothing at all; to all inten — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
He wanted to imprison his nameless misery in words. — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow
That's what you men are always doing; it's so barbarously naive. You feel one of your loose desires for some woman, and — Aldous Huxley, Crome Yellow