I've just finished reading Brave New World, and despite the lunacy of all of the characters, despite my lack of understanding of the ending, and despite all the drugs Aldous Huxley was on when he wrote it, I liked it a lot.

Some random parts from it:
"What fun it would be... if one didn't have to think about happiness!"
"One of the principal functions of a friend is to suffer (in a milder and symbolic form) the punishments that we should like, but are unable, to inflict upon our enemies."

People Huxley quoted:
"They say that it is the fear of death and of what comes after death that makes men turn to religion as they advance in years. But my own experience has given me the conviction that, quite apart from any such terrors or imaginings, the religious sentiment tends to develop as we grow older; to develop because, as the passions grow calm, as the fancy and sensibilities are less excited and less excitable, our reason becomes less troubled in its working, less obscured by the images, desires and destractions, in which it used to be absorbed; whereupon God emerges as from behind a cloud; our soul feels, sees, turns towards the source of all light; turns naturally and inevitably; for now that all that gave to the world of sensations its life and charms has begun to leak away from us, now that phenomenal existence is no more bolstered up by impressions from within or from without, we feel the need to lean on something that abides, something that will never play us false- a reality, an absolute and everlasting truth." -Maine de Biran (I think)

"[Philosophy is] the finding of bad reason for what one believes by instinct." -Bradley

Anyway, the book made me think.

I don't want to write more at the moment as I have lost control of my emotions in general, which frightens me.