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Quotes from Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
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1 Like maggots they had swarmed defilingly over the mystery of Linda's death.
2 For suddenly there had swarmed up from those round chambers underground a ghastly troop of monsters.
3 That evening the swarm of helicopters that came buzzing across the Hog's Back was a dark cloud ten kilometres long.
4 They swarmed between the beds, clambered over, crawled under, peeped into the television boxes, made faces at the patients.
5 On the afternoon which followed the evening of its release, John's rustic solitude was suddenly broken by the arrival overhead of a great swarm of helicopters.
6 Like aphides and ants, the leaf-green Gamma girls, the black Semi-Morons swarmed round the entrances, or stood in queues to take their places in the monorail tram-cars.
7 He woke once more to external reality, looked round him, knew what he saw--knew it, with a sinking sense of horror and disgust, for the recurrent delirium of his days and nights, the nightmare of swarming indistinguishable sameness.
8 He looked up, startled, from his digging, from his thoughts; looked up in a dazzled bewilderment, his mind still wandering in that other world of truer-than-truth, still focussed on the immensities of death and deity; looked up and saw, close above him, the swarm of hovering machines.
9 He realized to his dismay that, absorbed in the whittling of his bow, he had forgotten what he had sworn to himself he would constantly remember--poor Linda, and his own murderous unkindness to her, and those loathsome twins, swarming like lice across the mystery of her death, insulting, with their presence, not merely his own grief and repentance, but the very gods themselves.