By: Pamela Leavey On: March 5, 2010 at 10:12 am
“Graces are the free gifts of help bestowed by God upon each one of us, in order that we may be assisted to achieve our final end and purpose; namely, unitive knowledge of divine reality.” ~~ Aldous Huxley: Huxley and God, Essays
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By: Pamela Leavey On: February 10, 2010 at 7:31 pm
“After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.” —
Aldous Huxley
By: Pamela Leavey On: January 31, 2010 at 11:36 am
“We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. The martyrs go hand in hand into the arena; they are crucified alone. Embraced, the lovers desperately try to fuse their insulated ecstasies into a single self-transcendence; in vain. By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy in solitude. Sensations, feelings, insights, fancies — all these are private and, except through symbols and at second hand, incommunicable. We can pool information about experiences, but never the experiences themselves. From family to nation, every human group is a society of island universes.” — Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception.
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By: Pamela Leavey On: April 9, 2009 at 1:28 pm
This morning my mind flashed to one of my favorite quotes by Aldous Huxley:
We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. The martyrs go hand in hand into the area; they are crucified alone. Embraced, the lovers desperately try to fuse their insulated ecstasies into a single self-transcendence; in vain. By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy in solitude. Sensations, feelings, insights, fancies — all these are private and, except through symbols and at second hand, incommunicable. We can pool information about experiences, but never the experiences themselves. From family to nation, every human group is a society of island universes.
The works of Aldous Huxley have given me pause for much thought over the past 35 years or so. Bits and pieces of quote above have remained in my mind since the first time I read it in Huxley’s The Doors Of Perception.
My favorite collection of Huxley’s work is not his fiction, but “Huxley and God.”
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