Everybody knows everybody but themselves.

I used to pretend that I was Tom attacking Jerry, who was drawn on the ball.

She lacks our ability to see the future. Her powers are destruction, not prophecy. I’m sure had she known he would one day threaten you, she’d have killed him herself. And now you know why I take pity on no one. All compassion does is come back and bite the fat of your arse. (Savitar)

She marveled at the futility of his method: he was acting as if, by naming her opinion in advance, he would make her unable to alter it.

Written By Ayn Rand

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