Aldous Huxley. Brave new world (№ 311453)

What's the point of truth or beauty or knowledge when the anthrax burst around the bomb? After the war and were first taken under the control of science. People were ready even their appetites controlled: anything for a quiet life. Since then we've gone on shore. Of course, the truth suffers. But happiness thrives. And free nothing is given. For happiness to pay.