About the Future

The greatest guilt today is that of people who accept collectivism by moral default; the people who seek protection from the necessity of taking a stand, by refusing to admit to themselves the nature of that which they are accepting; the people who support plans specifically designed to achieve serfdom, but hide behind the empty assertion that they are lovers of freedom, with no concrete meaning attached to the word; the people who believe that the content of ideas need not be examined, that principles need not be defined, and that facts can be eliminated by keeping one’s eyes shut. They expect, when they find themselves in a world of bloody ruins and concentration camps, to escape moral responsibility by wailing: “But I didn’t mean this!”
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About Purpose

“Love is the ultimate form of recognition one grants to superlative values (…) It is intended for a certain kind of man. The kind who never asked you for faith, hope and charity, but offered you facts, proof and profit!” 

Ayn Rand

About Sticking With (the) Real Love

About Sticking With (the) Real Love

“You know, it’s such a peculiar thing – our idea of mankind in general. We all have a sort of vague, glowing picture when we say that, something solemn, big and important, but actually all we know of it is the people we meet in our lifetime. Look at them. Do you know any of you’d feel big and solemn about? There’s nothing but houswives haggling at pushcarts, drooling brats who write dirty words on the sidewalks and drunk debutantes. Or their spiritual equivalents. As a matter of fact, one can feel respect for people when they suffer. They have certain dignity. But have you ever looked at them when they are enjoying themselves? That’s when you see the truth. Look at those who spend the money they’ve slaved for and have the whole world open to them. Observe what they pick out for enjoyment. Watch them in their smarter speak-easies. That’s your mankind in general. I don’t want to touch it.”

 

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About it All

About it All
He asked: “What do you want?”
She answered: “You know what I want,” her voice heavy and flat.
“Yes. But I want to hear you say it. All of it.”
“If you wish.” Her voice had the sound of efficiency, obeying an order with metallic precision. “I want to sleep with you. Now, tonight, and at any time you may care to call me. I want your naked body, your skin, your mouth, your hands. I want you – like this- not hysterical with desire – but coldly and consciously- without dignity and without regrets – I want you- I have no self-respect to bargain with me and divide me – I want you- I want you like and animal, or a cat on a fence, or a whore.”
He sat deep in his chair, stretched out, his body relaxed, and taut in relaxation, a stillness being filled slowly with the violence of future motion.
“Don’t fool yourself my dear. You’re much worse than a whore. You’re a saint. Which shows why saints are dangerous and undesirable.”
“This is what I want of you. That is what I am. You wanted to hear it all. You’ve heard it. What do you wish to say now?”
“Take your clothes off.”

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About the Hero

“A rational process is a moral process. You may make an error at any step of it, with nothing to protect you but your own severity, or you may try to cheat, to fake the evidence and evade the effort of the quest—but if devotion to truth is the hallmark of morality, then there is no greater, nobler, more heroic form of devotion than the act of a man who assumes the responsibility of thinking. The secrets of this earth are not for all men to see, but only for those who will seek them.”

AR