I read that in my English class. A few guys smirked. The people in Huxley's paradise are loathsome. A question is on the table. If it's feelings we're talking about, we're in the same blind alley as with pleasure.
Feelings are by-products.
They don't make sense as goals. Besides, promiscuity destroys romance. Mary looked down. You can't promise to have a feeling. Sexual union takes each spouse out of the Self for the sake of the Other.