The Chrysalids is a great book in my opinion. It can be discussed on a hundred different levels. What would it be like to have their power of telepathy? What is the right choice for them to make? How is our world like theirs? What must we do to prevent a world like theirs? Most of these questions fit these types of books, the science-fiction with a warning in there.
The people truly believe that they’re doing right, but they are just so wrong. At times, are we that wrong? Do we put that much work into something completely useless and meaningless? Even something as harmful as they do?
Then there is the simple act of judgement. We don’t murder those that are different, but is it very harmful just to reject them in other ways?
This is the beautiful type of book that thinking about doesn’t answer the questions it raises. No; thinking causes more and deeper questions.
Sailing, Dancing, Writing 