О дивный новый мир / Brave New World

Still wearing her shoes and stockings, she walked off towards the bathrooms.

“That’s why you’re taught no history,” the Controller was saying. “But now the time has come…”

zippers—downwards on the jacket, downwards at the two that held trousers, downwards again to loosen her undergarment. Still wearing her shoes and stockings, she walked off towards the bathrooms.

Ninety-six seemed to be the limit; seventytwo a good average.

“In fact,” said Mustapha Mond, “you’re claiming the right to be unhappy.”

A harsh thin light glared through the windows.

auburn and permanently waved, and whose expression was one of benevolent interest. Lenina