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  • "All right then," said the savage defiantly, I'm claiming the right to be unhappy."
    "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 may happen tomorrow; the right to catch typhoid; the right to be tortured by unspeakable pains of every kind."
    There was a long silence.
    "I claim them all," said the Savage at last.

    "Brave New World". Book by Aldous Huxley. Chapter 17, 1932.