And then there was Nationalism — the theory that the state you happen to be subject to is the only true god, and that all other states are false gods… - Aldous Huxley

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And then there was Nationalism — the theory that the state you happen to be subject to is the only true god, and that all other states are false gods; that all these gods, true as well as false, have the mentality of juvenile delinquents; and that every conflict over prestige, power or money is a crusade for the Good, the True and the Beautiful. The fact that such theories came, at a given moment of history, to be universally accepted is the best proof of Belial's existence, the best proof that at long last He'd won the battle.

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About Aldous Huxley

Aldous Leonard Huxley (26 July 1894 – 22 November 1963) was a British author known for his novel Brave New World. He was the grandson of Thomas Henry Huxley and younger brother of Julian Huxley.

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Birth Name: Aldous Leonard Huxley Arnold
Alternative Names: Aldous Leonard Huxley
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Thought is the brain's three milliards
Of cells from the inside out.
Billions of games of billiards
Marked up as Faith and Doubt.
My Faith, but their collisions;
My logic, but their enzymes;
Their pink epinephrin, my visions;
Their white epinephrin, my crimes.
Since I am the felt arrangement
Of ten to the ninth times three,
Each atom in its estrangement
Must yet be prophetic of me.

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