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Quotes from Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
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1 Bernard Marx drew a deep breath.
2 The young man drew a deep breath.
3 He breathed deeply and irregularly.
4 The scent organ, meanwhile, breathed pure musk.
5 But it was as though she had forgotten how to breathe.
6 Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes dewily bright, her breath came deeply.
7 Rosy and relaxed with sleep, eighty little boys and girls lay softly breathing.
8 There was a sound of light regular breathing and a continuous murmur, as of very faint voices remotely whispering.
9 He opened the green suit-case; and all at once he was breathing Lenina's perfume, filling his lungs with her essential being.
10 Lenina nodded her averted head, let out the breath she had been holding and managed to draw another one, relatively untainted.
11 Her hands went to her throat, then clawed at the air--the air she could no longer breathe, the air that, for her, had ceased to exist.
12 A pinch of corn meal lay white on the palm; he breathed on it, murmured a few words, then threw it, a handful of white dust, towards the sun.
13 She drew a deep breath, shook her head, opened her eyes again, sniffed once or twice, then blew her nose on her fingers and wiped them on the skirt of her tunic.
14 Halting for a moment outside the door of the Director's room, Bernard drew a deep breath and squared his shoulders, bracing himself to meet the dislike and disapproval which he was certain of finding within.
15 Bent over their instruments, three hundred Fertilizers were plunged, as the Director of Hatcheries and Conditioning entered the room, in the scarcely breathing silence, the absent-minded, soliloquizing hum or whistle, of absorbed concentration.
16 And yet,' said Helmholtz when, having recovered breath enough to apologize, he had mollified the Savage into listening to his explanations, 'I know quite well that one needs ridiculous, mad situations like that; one can't write really well about anything else.