Place nothing above the verdict of your own mind.

One thing he had to give her credit for, she'd never called it a Relationship. "What is it then, hey," he'd asked once. "A secret," with her small child's smile, which like Rodgers and Hammerstein in 3/4 time rendered Profane fluttery and gelatinous.

I believe that maturity is not an outgrowing, but a growing up: that an adult is not a dead child, but a child who survived.

Many words have been granted me, and some are wise, and some are false, but only three are holy: "I will it!

Written By Ayn Rand

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