Brave New World (excerpt)
\"The claim\" (End of Chapter XVII)
de Aldous Leonard Huxley(2003)
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\'But I like the inconveniences\'
\'We don\'t,\' said the Controller. \'We prefer to do things comfortably.\'
\'But I don\'t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.\'
\'In fact,\' said Mustafa Mond, \'you\'re claiming the right to be unhappy.\'
\'Not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent; the right to have syphilis and cancer; the right to have little to eat; the right to be lousy; the right to live in constant apprehension of what may happen to-morrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind.\'
There was a long silence.
\'I claim them all,\' said the Savage at last.
Mustapha Mond shrugged his shoulders. \'You\'re welcome,\' he said.