Brave new world

- but i like the inconveniences
* we don't , we prefer to do things confortably.
-but i don't want confort. i want God, i want poetry, i want real danger, i want freedom, i want godness, i want sin!
*infact you're claiming the right to be unhappy.
- all right, then!
*not to mention the right to grow old and ugly and impotent, the right to have syphilis and cancer, the right to have too little to eat, the right to be lousy, the right to live in constant apprehension of what happen tomorrow, the right to catch typhoid, the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind...
(there was a long silent...)
- i claim them all.
*you're welcome!

(" Brave New World" A. Huxley)