Oh, wearisome condition of humanity!
Born under one law, to another bound,
Vainly begot and yet forbidden vanity:
Created sick, commanded to be sound.
What meaneth Nature by these diverse laws—
Passion and reason, self-division’s cause?’
—Fulke Greville
the epigraph for Aldous Huxley's Point Counter Point
Epigraph or epitaph?
You that seek what life is in death,
Now find it air that once was breath.
New names unknown, old names gone:
Till time end bodies, but souls none.
Reader! then make time, while you be,
But steps to your eternity.
Fulke Greville
“Everything's incredible, if you can skin off the crust of obviousness our habits put on it. Every object and event contains within itself an infinity of depths within depths.”
Aldous Huxley, Point Counter Point
Posted by: Kyril Alexander Calsoyas | May 18, 2024 at 11:12 AM