Yes,” Amanda said. “It is. The looneybins are full of people like me. Our dreams harness us, and they whip us with soft whips—oh, lovely whips—and we run and we run, always in the same place . . . because the ship . . . Lisey, the sails never open and the ship never weighs its anchor . . .

She no longer believed in talk. It never rescued anything.

WE NEED FAITH ,FAMILY AND TRUE FRIENDS IN TIMES OF LIFE FRAGILE MOMENTS.

He asked simply, as if the matter of her presence were not unusual at all: “Did you have a hard time climbing those stairs?” She answered, “A little. All climbing is hard. But it’s usually worth it.

Written By Ayn Rand

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