Saturday, November 15, 2008

My Favorites from Fountainhead

If I found a job, a project, an idea, or a person I wanted – I’d have to depend on the whole world

It’s so much easier to pass judgment on a man than on an idea. Though how in hell one passes judgment on a man without considering the content of his brain is more than I’ll ever understand. However, that’s how it’s done. You see, reasons require scale to weigh them. And scales are not made of cotton. And cotton is what the human spirit is made of – You know, the stuff that keeps no shape and offers no resistance and can be twisted forward and backward and into a pretzel.

The shortest distance between two points is not a straight line – it’s a middlemen

Do you know what you’re actually in love with?
Integrity. The impossible. The clean, consistent, reasonable, self-faithful, the all-of-one style, like a work of art. That’s the only field where it can be found – art. But you want it in flesh. You’re in love with it.

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