In America, the race goes to the loud, the solemn, the hustler. If you think you're a great writer, you must say that you are.

Miss Rand now tells us that what we have thought was right is really wrong. The lesson should have read: One for one and none for all.

How to get people to vote against their interests and to really think against their interests is very clever. It's the cleverest ruling class that I have ever come across in history. It's been two hundred years at it. It's superb.

Politics is made up of two words: "Poli," which is Greek for "many," and "tics," which are bloodsucking insects.

You can't really succeed with a novel anyway; they're too big. It's like city planning. You can't plan a perfect city because there's too much going on that you can't take into account. You can, however, write a perfect sentence now and then. I have.

People in my situation get to read about themselves whether they want to or not. It's generally wrong. Or oversimplified - which is sometimes useful.

Of course his dust would be absorbed in other living things and to that degree at least he would exist again, though it was plain enough that the specific combination which was he would never exist again.