...most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution.

This really revolutionary revolution is to be achieved, not in the external world, but in the souls and flesh of human beings.

Science in itself is morally neutral; it becomes good or evil according as it is applied.

For [D.H.] Lawrence, existence was one continuous convalescence; it was as though he were newly reborn from a mortal illness every day of his life. What these convalescent eyes saw, his most casual speech would reveal.

There is no bad day that can’t be overcome by listening to a barbershop quartet. This is just truth, plain and simple.

Only one more indispensable massacre of Capitalists or Communists or Fascists or Christians or Heretics, and there we are in the Golden Future.

I ate civilization. It poisoned me; I was defiled. And then," he added in a lower tone, "I ate my own wickedness.