‘That humanity at large will ever be able to dispense with Artificial Paradises seems very unlikely.
Most men and women lead lives at the worst so painful, at the best so monotonous, poor and limited
that the urge to escape, the longing to transcend themselves if only for a few moments, is and has
always been one of the principal appetites of the soul. Art and religion, carnivals and saturnalia,
dancing and listening to oratory – all these have served, in H.G. Wells’ phrase, as Doors in the Wall.’

Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception