Don't think. Believe. Trust your heart, not your brain. Don't think. Feel. Believe.
Ayn Randwriting is serious business and not for any stray bastard that wants to try it.
Ayn RandOne loses everything when one loses one's sense of humor.
Ayn RandKnow what you want in life and go after it. I worship individuals for their highest possibilities as individuals, and I loathe humanity, for its failure to live up to these possibilities.
Ayn RandThere's no such thing as a lousy job-only lousy men who don't care to do it.
Ayn RandIf you know that this life is all that you have, wouldn't you make the most of it?
Ayn RandTag: life objectivism ayn-rand
The difference between animals and humans is that animals change themselves for the environment, but humans change the environment for themselves.
Ayn RandYou want to do it?"
"I might. If you offer me enough."
"Howard—anything you ask. Anything. I'd sell my soul..."
"That's the sort of thing I want you to understand. To sell your soul is the easiest thing in the world. That's what everybody does every hour of his life. If I asked you to keep your soul—would you understand why that's much harder?
Who gave you the right to say all this?"
"You did."
"Well, go on."
"Do you wish the rest?"
"Go on."
"I think it hurts you to know that you've made me suffer. You wish you hadn't. And yet there's something that frightens you more. The knowledge that I haven't suffered at all."
"Go on."
"The knowledge that I'm neither kind nor generous now, but simply indifferent. It frightens you, because you know that things like the Stoddard Temple always require payment--and you see that I'm not paying for it. You were astonished that I accepted this commission. Do you think my acceptance required courage? You needed far greater courage to hire me. You see, this is what I think of the Stoddard Temple. I'm through with it. You're not.
Love is reverence, worship, glory, and the upward glance. But they don’t know it. Those who speak of love most promiscuously are the ones who’ve never felt it. They make some sort of feeble stew out of sympathy, compassion, contempt and general indifference, and they call it love. Once you’ve felt what it means to love–the total passion for the total height–you’re incapable of anything less..
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