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“Why is it so important what – others have done? Why does it become sacred by the mere fact of not being your own? Why is anyone and everyone right – so long it’s not yourself? Why does the number of those others take the place of truth? Why is truth made a mere matter of arithmetic – and only addition at that! Why is everything twisted out of all sense to fit everything else? There must be some reason. I don’t know. I’ve never known it. I’d like to understand.”

Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“My dear fellow, who will let you?
That is not the point. The point is, who will stop me.”

Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“Men hate passion, any great passion.”

Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“His face was like a law of nature – a thing one could not question, alter or implore.”

Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“In the hands of someone who imperiously manipulates it, the word points sometimes toward one meaning, sometimes toward another; and without its losing any of its proper value or true character, one sees appear properties one might not have suspected”

– Émile Littré

“…I would say, literature is both a means of amplification and one for analyzing the resources of meaning available in the use of everyday language.”

– Paul Ricoeur

Charles Dickens invented the word boredom.

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