To love a woman for her virtues is meaningless.
AYN RANDThe government was set to protect man from criminals, and the Constitution was written to protect man from the government.
More Ayn Rand Quotes
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People don’t want to think. And the deeper they get into trouble, the less they want to think.
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The hardest thing to explain is the glaringly evident which everybody has decided not to see.
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Let me give you a tip on a clue to men’s characters: the man who damns money has obtained it dishonorably; the man who respects it has earned it.
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Don’t ever give up what you want in life. The struggle is worth it.
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The only power any government has is the power to crack down on criminals.
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A government is the most dangerous threat to man’s rights: it holds a legal monopoly on the use of physical force against legally disarmed victims.
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Whoever claims the right to redistribute the wealth produced by others is claiming the right to treat human beings as chattel.
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The Argument from Intimidation is a confession of intellectual impotence.
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I started my life with a single absolute: that the world was mine to shape in the image of my highest values and never to be given up to a lesser standard, no matter how long or hard the struggle.
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You have been the one encounter in my life that can never be repeated.
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The difference between a welfare state and a totalitarian state is a matter of time.
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Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think that you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong.
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To say “I love you” one must know first how to say the “I”.
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You love people not for what you do for them or what they do for you. You love them for the values, the virtues, which they have achieved in their own character.
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Joy is the goal of existence, and joy is not to be stumbled upon, but to be achieved, and the act of treason is to let its vision drown in the swamp of the moment’s torture.
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