For the first time since her return, she felt pain, a violent pain, but it made her feel alive, because it was worth feeling.

Or did you say it's the love of money that's the root of all evil? To love a thing is to know its nature. To love money is to known and love the fact that money is the creation of the best power within you, and your passkey to trade your effort for the effort of the best among men. It's the person who would sell his soul for a nickel, who is loudest in proclaiming his hatred of money - and he has good reason to hate it. The lovers of money are willing to work for it. They know they are able to deserve it.

Love is our response to our highest values. Love is self-enjoyment. The noblest love is born out of admiration of another's values.

The virtue involved in helping those one loves is not 'selflessness' or 'sacrifice,' but integrity.

The age of the skyscraper is gone. This is the age of the housing project. Which is always a prelude to the age of the cave.

This is pity,” he thought, and then he lifted his head in wonder. He thought that there must be something terribly wrong with a world in which this monstrous feeling is called a virtue.

If you want to save capitalism there is only one type of argument that you should adopt, the only one that has ever won in any moral issue: the argument from self-esteem. Check your premises, convince yourself of the rightness of your cause, then fight for capitalism with full, moral certainty.