Author: Aldous Huxley

Cites

• Christopher Marlowe (2)
  • IN: Antic Hay (1923) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns / Shall with their goat-feet dance the antic hay
    FROM: Edward II, (1594), Play, UK
  • IN: Arctic Hay (1923) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns Shall with their goat-feet dance the arctic hay
    FROM: Edward II, (1594), Play, UK
• Berdiaeff, Nicolas (1)
  • IN: Brave New World (1932) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Les utopies apparaissent comme bien plus realisables qu’on ne le croyait autrefois…
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Russia
• NULL (1)
  • IN: Point Counter Point (1928) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Oh, wearisome conditions of humanity! Born under one law, to another bound, Vainly begot and yet forbidden vanity: Created sick, commanded to be sound. What meaneth Nature by these diverse laws -- Passion and reason, self-division's cause?
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• William Blake (1)
  • IN: The Doors of Perception (1954) Fiction, Philosophy, British
    EPIGRAPH: If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite
    FROM: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1793), Poem, UK

Cited by

• David Edmonds (1)
  • IN: Would You Kill The Fat Man? (2014) Non-Fiction, Philosophy, British
    EPIGRAPH: You do look glum! What you need is a gramme of soma.
    FROM: Brave New World, (1932), Novel, UK
• Marley Gibson (1)
  • IN: Ghost Huntress: The Counseling (2010) Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: At any given moment life is completely senseless. But viewed over a period, it seems to reveal itself as an organism existing in time, having a purpose, tending in a certain direction.
    FROM: Jesting Pilate, (1926), Book, UK
• Steven Galloway (1)
  • IN: The Confabulist (2014) Fiction, NULL
    EPIGRAPH: Every man's memory is his private literature.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Tom Robbins (1)
  • IN: Fierce Invalids Home from Hot Climates (2000) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I want God, I want poetry, I want danger, I want freedom, I want goodness, I want sin.
    FROM: Brave New World, (1932), Novel, UK