25.1.13

O Brave New World, That has such people in't...

"Don't you wish you were free, Lenina?"

"Fat; having lost here youth; with bad teeth, and a blotched complexion, and that figure (Ford!) - you simply couldn't look at her without feeling sick..."

"His back was horizontally streaked with crimson, and from weal to weal ran thin trickles of blood."