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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley

words, that derisive laughter, could not see that

hideous face, feel those moist and flabby arms

round his neck, in a beautiful world

"What you need," the Savage went on, "is

something with tears for a change. Nothing costs

enough here."

("Twelve and a half million dollars," Henry

Foster had protested when the Savage told him that.

"Twelve and a half million–that's what the new

Conditioning Centre cost. Not a cent less.")

"Exposing what is mortal and unsure to all

that fortune, death and danger dare, even for an

eggshell. Isn't there something in that?" he asked,

looking up at Mustapha Mond. "Quite apart from

God–though of course God would be a reason for it.

Isn't there something in living dangerously?"

"There's a great deal in it," the Controller

replied. "Men and women must have their adrenals

stimulated from time to time."

"What?" questioned the Savage,

uncomprehending.

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