An attempt to gain a value by deceiving the mind of others is an act of raising your victims to a position higher than reality.

I want every fan of Rand to hear [Polaha] say the classic Galt phrase: “I swear by my life and my love of it that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine.

All property and all forms of wealth are produced by man's mind and labor.

Government power is always abused by seizing and perverting the law. And with few exceptions, government always determines what is law.

Evil is impotent and has no power but that which we let it extort from us.

There can be no causeless love or any sort of causeless emotion. An emotion is a response to a fact of reality, an estimate dictated by your standards.

A trader is a man who earns what he gets and does not give or take the undeserved.

I seek no values by means of evil, nor do I surrender my values to evil.

Man's mind is his basic tool of survival. Life is given to him, survival is not.

No matter how vast your knowledge or how modest, it is your own mind that has to acquire it.

As there can be no causeless wealth, so there can be no causeless love or any sort of causeless emotion.

Writing a novel is actually searching for victims. As I write I keep looking for casualties. The stories uncover the casualties.", Eighth Series, ed. George Plimpton, 1988)

Count your blessings to fill your life with bliss.

Having spent a lot of time trying to figure out screenwriting, I do feel moved and I want to try to write good roles for women of every age.

I was living a complete lie. But unfortunately, guilt doesn't make you stop.

Korean feminism has been swept away by popular culture. It became a sort of old-fashioned trend or a joke.

I do like moving my legs a lot, like maybe moon walk-y things. I don't have like one move, because I try as much as I can. But I just love imitating impossible things that dancers do.

A democratic organization has to dare to do the right at all costs.

The river knows the way to the sea: Without a pilot it runs and falls, Blessing all lands with its charity.

We are the clay, and you are Michelangelo. And we will be your masterpiece.

Things do not grow better; they remain as they are. It is we who grow better, by the changes we make in ourselves.