Aldous Huxley Quotes

Consistency is contrary to nature, contrary to life. The only completely consistent people are dead.

The only consistent people are the dead

Thats the beautiful thing about being human: Things change.

Life is full of change and uncertainty. We know this. We experience it on a daily basis.

It's amazing how quickly things can change.

I believe the only thing constant in life is change. That's just the way it is, no?

You're never safe from being surprised until you're dead.

Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes.

There is nothing constant in this world but inconsistency.

I don't know if my work is a concerted effort to make kids sad! But life and death go hand in hand. It's our condition as human beings.

Men may live fools, but fools they cannot die.

Clocks will go as they are set, but man, irregular man, is never constant, never certain.

Tomorrow is not promised to any of us.

In a liquid modern life there are no permanent bonds, and any that we take up for a time must be tied loosely so that they can be untied again, as quickly and as effortlessly as possible, when circumstances change - as they surely will in our liquid modern society, over and over again.

Life is the desert, life the solitude, death joins us to the great majority.

Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little.

Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.

Yes, you can lose somebody overnight, yes, your whole life can be turned upside down. Life is short. It can come and go like a feather in the wind.

Remember, tomorrow is promised to no one.

My weeks tend to differ pretty dramatically.

Death is inevitable, but Life - that's the tricky bit where things happen.

It's not very fashionable, but I love life, and I believe that things disappear and reappear and nothing ever solidifies, no matter how middle-class, housebroken, staid, and solitary someone's life seems to be. That, I think, is what I'm writing about.

No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.

I always tell people that my life is in pencil; I have to keep an eraser in my hand because I could always get a call that could change everything.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.