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Brave New World By Aldous Huxley
own guardian animal, the eagle. From time to time
he stretched out his arms as though he were on the
Cross, and held them thus through long minutes of
an ache that gradually increased till it became a
tremulous and excruciating agony; held them, in
voluntary crucifixion, while he repeated, through
clenched teeth (the sweat, meanwhile, pouring down
his face), "Oh, forgive me! Oh, make me pure! Oh,
help me to be good!" again and again, till he was on
the point of fainting from the pain.
When morning came, he felt he had earned
the right to inhabit the lighthouse; yet, even though
there still was glass in most of the windows, even
though the view from the platform was so fine. For
the very reason why he had chosen the lighthouse
had become almost instantly a reason for going
somewhere else. He had decided to live there
because the view was so beautiful, because, from
his vantage point, he seemed to be looking out on to
the incarnation of a divine being. But who was he to
be pampered with the daily and hourly sight of
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