“Mustapha Mond shook hands with all three of them; but it was to the Savage that he addressed himself. "So you don't much like civilization, Mr. Savage," he said.
The Savage looked at him. He had been prepared to lie, to bluster, to remain sullenly unresponsive; but, reassured by the good-humoured intelligence of the Controller's face, he decided to tell the truth, straightforwardly. "No." He shook his head.”
The Savage looked at him. He had been prepared to lie, to bluster, to remain sullenly unresponsive; but, reassured by the good-humoured intelligence of the Controller's face, he decided to tell the truth, straightforwardly. "No." He shook his head.”
When Mustapha Mond enters, he shakes hands with all three men, and asks John if he likes civilization. John says no.
“Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments will hum about my ears and sometimes voices."
This quote is from Shakespeare.
“The Savage's face lit up with a sudden pleasure. "Have you read it too?" he asked. "I thought nobody knew about that book here, in England."
"Almost nobody. I'm one of the very few.”
"Almost nobody. I'm one of the very few.”
John ask Mond if he has read Shakespeare and He is one of the people who have read about him.
"Because our world is not the same as Othello's world. You can't make flivvers without steel–and you can't make tragedies without social instability. The world's stable now.”
“The Savage shook his head. "It all seems to me quite horrible."
People think that their world is stable and okay what it is right now, but John doesn’t feel like their world is stable. He thinks it’s going into the other direction.
“Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery.”
This quote means that Mond just want to be happy their world, too.
“The Controllers had the island of Cyprus cleared of all its existing inhabitants and re-colonized with a specially prepared batch of twenty-two thousand Alphas.”
“Within six years they were having a first-class civil war.”
Mond wanted to make the island of Cyprus only fill with Alphas because of the war.
“Technically, it would be perfectly simple to reduce all lower-caste working hours to three or four a day. But would they be any the happier for that?”
Mond just wish that all Alphas can be happy of what they want to do.
“Unrest and a large increase in the consumption of soma; that was all. Those three and a half hours of extra leisure were so far from being a source of happiness, that people felt constrained to take a holiday from them.”
Mind doesn’t want the leisure to only increases the chance to think and results in misery and increased soma consumption.
"Yes; but what sort of science?" asked Mustapha Mond sarcastically. "You've had no scientific training, so you can't judge. I was a pretty good physicist in my time. Too good–good enough to realize that all our science is just a cookery book, with an orthodox theory of cooking that nobody's allowed to question, and a list of recipes that mustn't be added to except by special permission from the head cook. I'm the head cook now. But I was an inquisitive young scullion once. I started doing a bit of cooking on my own. Unorthodox cooking, illicit cooking. A bit of real science, in fact."
This means that Mond went through science training and he learn deep thoughts about it.
“Very nearly what's going to happen to you young men. I was on the point of being sent to an island."
Mond also almost went to through fate about going to an island.
“And in a paroxysm of abjection he threw himself on his knees before the Controller.”
"Bring three men," he ordered, "and take Mr. Marx into a bedroom. Give him a good soma vaporization and then put him to bed and leave him."
Bernard decides to get onto his knees because he was afraid by going through the fate that Mond was almost going through. Mond decides to make Bernard to another room so he can calm down.
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