At this point in my career, I don&#39;t have to deal with audition rejections. So I get my rejection from other things. My children can make me feel rejected. They can humble you pretty quick.

There was nobody who could help her. Nobody in the world. They were all on something, mad, possible enemies, dead.

No soft-skinned, lace-covered, dandified profligate would ever take this house and make it his. Ever.

When a man thinks, there is a spot of fire alive in his mind - and it's roper that he should have the burning point of a cigarette as his one expression.

Written By Ayn Rand

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