Evil requires the sanction of the victim.

Man's mind is his basic tool of survival.

I need no warrant for being, and no word of sanction upon my being. I am the warrant and the sanction.

Toohey: "Mr. Roark, we're alone here. Why don't you tell me what you think of me? In any words you wish. No one will hear us." Roark: "But I don't think of you.

Man's character is the product of his premises.

Volumes can be and have been written about the issue of freedom versus dictatorship, but, in essence, it comes down to a single question: do you consider it moral to treat men as sacrificial animals and to rule them by physical force?

No one's happiness but my own is in my power to achieve or to destroy.