And no one rose to ask the question: Good?-by what standard?John Galt.

What you think is an illusion created by your glands your emotions and in the last analysis by the content of your stomach. That gray matter you're so proud of is like a mirror in an amusement park which transmits to you nothing but distorted signals from reality forever beyond your grasp.

Power-lust is a weed that grows only in the vacant lots of an abandoned mind.

Now you see, Dr. Stadler, you're speaking as if this book were addressing to a thinking audience. If it were, one would have to be concerned with such matters as accuracy, validity, logic and the prestige of science. But it isn't. It's addressed to the public.

Everyone has the right to make his own decisions, but none has the right to force his decision on others.

Fear walks through the City, fear without name, without shape. All men feel it and none dare to speak.