Fountainhead

* Toohey: "Why don't you tell me what you think of me?"
Roark answers: "But I don't think of you."

* Roark : It must be something wrong with this world that the monstrous feeling of pity is considered to be a virtue.

* Toohey : Do not get up to erase all shrines, people will be frightened. Enshrine mediocrity and the shrines will be erased.

* Gail Wynand : "Build it as a monument to that spirit which is yours...and could have been mine."

* It's not possible to kill a man's self respect, we can only kill one's pretence at it

* One evening he spoke. Sitting at her feet, his face raised to her, he allowed his soul to be heard. "My darling, anything you wish, anything I am, anything I can ever be... That's what I want to offer you -- not the things I'll get for you, but the thing in me that will make me able to get them. That thing -- a man can't renounce it -- but I want to renounce it -- so that it will be yours -- so that it will be in your service -- only for you."

* Don't help me or serve me, but let me see it once, because I need it. Don't work for my happiness, my brothers - show me yours- show me that it is possible- show me your achievement- and the knowledge will give me courage for mine.

* "You'd rather not hear it now?But I want you to hear it.We never need to say anything to each other when we'retogether.This is- for the times when we won't be together.I love you,Dominique.As selfishly as the fact that I exist.As selfishly as my lungs breathe air.I breathe for for my own necessity,for the fuel of my body,for my survival.I've given you,not my sacrifice or my pity,but my ego and my naked need.This is the only way I can want you to love me.If you married me now,I would become your whole existence.But I would not want you then.You would not want yourself- and so you will not love me long.To say 'I love you' one must know first how to say the 'I'.The kind of surrender I could have from you now would give me nothing but empty hulk.If I demanded it, I'd destroy you. That's why I won't stop you.I'll let you go to your husband.I don't know how I'll live through tonight,but I will.I want you whole,as I am,as you'll remain in the battle you've chosen.A battle is never selfless".


* No man likes to be beaten. But to be beaten by the man who has always stood as the particular example of mediocrity in his eyes, to start by the side of this mediocrity and to watch it shoot up, while he struggles and gets nothing but a boot in his face, to see the mediocrity snatch from him, one after another, the chances he’d give his life for, to see the mediocrity worshipped, to miss the place he wants and to see the mediocrity enshrined upon it, to lose, to be sacrificed, to be ignored, to be beaten, beaten, beaten--not by a greater genius, not by a god, but by a little amateur, do you think the Spanish inquisition ever thought of a torture to equal this?


* Keating- " how do u always manage to decide?"
Roark- "How can u let others decide for u? Don't you know what you want? How can you stand it, not to know?"