American writers
Ayn Rand Quotes
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Full Name:Alisa Zinov’yevna Rosenbaum
Walk of life:Writer
Born:February 2, 1905, Russia
Died:March 6, 1982, Manhattan, New York
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Live and act within the limit of your knowledge and keep expanding it to the limit of your life.
Ayn RandAyn Rand There is no difference between communism and socialism, except in the means of achieving the same ultimate end: communism proposes to enslave men by force, socialism – by vote. It is merely the difference between murder and suicide.
Ayn RandAyn Rand Poverty is not a mortgage on the labor of others-misfortune.
Ayn RandAyn Rand The man who speaks to you of sacrifice, speaks of slaves and masters. And intends to be the master.
Ayn RandAyn Rand An honest man is one who knows that he can’t consume more than he has produced.
Ayn RandAyn Rand A society that robs an individual of the product of his effort is not strictly speaking a society, but a mob held together by institutionalized gang violence.
Ayn RandAyn Rand The man who does not value himself, cannot value anything or anyone.
Ayn RandAyn Rand The government was set to protect man from criminals, and the Constitution was written to protect man from the government.
Ayn RandAyn Rand We can evade reality, but we cannot evade the consequences of evading reality.
Ayn RandAyn Rand Integrity is the ability to stand by an idea.
Ayn RandAyn Rand We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.
Brad NeatonBrad Neaton Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.
Emma SchippersEmma Schippers If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney I am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
Juana GarciaJuana Garcia Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
Shreya JoshiShreya Joshi