О дивный новый мир

           ("Twelveandahalfmilliondollars,"HenryFosterhadprotestedwhentheSavagetoldhimthat."Twelveandahalfmillion–that’swhatthenewConditioningCentrecost.Notacentless.")

           "Exposingwhatismortalandunsuretoallthatfortune,deathanddangerdare,evenforaneggshell.Isn’ttheresomethinginthat?"heasked,lookingupatMustaphaMond."QuiteapartfromGod–thoughofcourseGodwouldbeareasonforit.Isn’ttheresomethinginlivingdangerously?"

           "There’sagreatdealinit,"theControllerreplied."Menandwomenmusthavetheiradrenalsstimulatedfromtimetotime."

           "What?"questionedtheSavage,uncomprehending.

           "It’soneoftheconditionsofperfecthealth.That’swhywe’vemadetheV.P.S.treatmentscompulsory."

           "V.P.S.?"

           "ViolentPassionSurrogate.Regularlyonceamonth.Wefloodthewholesystemwithadrenin.It’sthecompletephysiologicalequivalentoffearandrage.AllthetoniceffectsofmurderingDesdemonaandbeingmurderedbyOthello,withoutanyoftheinconveniences."

           "ButIliketheinconveniences."

           "Wedon’t,"saidtheController."Weprefertodothingscomfortably."

           "ButIdon’twantcomfort.IwantGod,Iwantpoetry,Iwantrealdanger,Iwantfreedom,Iwantgoodness.Iwantsin."

           "Infact,"saidMustaphaMond,"you’reclaimingtherighttobeunhappy."

           "Allrightthen,"saidtheSavagedefiantly,"I’mclaimingtherighttobeunhappy."