Bernard Marx Quotes

I am I, and I wish I weren’t.

I want to know what passion is. I want to feel something strongly.

I like being myself. Myself and nasty.

There was a thing called the soul and a thing called immortality.

‘I’d simply love to come with you for a week in July,’ she went on. (Anyhow, she was publicly proving her unfaithfulness to Henry. Fanny ought to be pleased, even though it was Bernard.) ‘That is,’ Lenina gave him her most deliciously significant smile, ‘if you still want to have me.’

He couldn’t look more upset if I’d made a dirty joke--asked him who his mother was, or something like that.

Those who meant well behaved in the same way as those who meant badly.

“Well, now she had said it and he was still wretched--wretched that she should have thought it such a perfect afternoon for Obstacle Golf, that she should have trotted away to join Henry Foster, that she should have found him funny for not wanting to talk of their most private affairs in public.”

When people are suspicious with you, you start being suspicious with them.

″‘But I do,’ he insisted. ‘It makes me feel as though...’ he hesitated, searching for words with which to express himself, ‘as though I were more me, if you see what I mean. More on my own, not so completely a part of something else. Not just a cell in the social body.‘”