69 Quotes About Hank-rearden

The evaluation of an action as ‘practical,’ depends on what it is that one wishes to practice.

The faces of the others looked like aggregates of interchangeable features, every face oozing to blend into the anonymity of resembling all, and all looking as if they were melting. Rearden’s face, with the sharp planes, the pale blue eyes, the ash-blond hair, had the firmness of ice; the uncompromising clarity of its lines made it look, among the others, as if he were moving through a fog, hit by a ray of light.

He felt nothing for them now, nothing but the merciless zero of indifference, not even the regret of a loss.

Don’t tell me your evaluation. Give me the facts.

Now he was contemplating, impersonally and for the first time, the real heart of terror: being delivered to destruction with one's hands tied behind one's back.

Nothing can justify injustice.

I like to deal with somebody who has no illusions about getting favors.

There’s no way to make the irrational work.

I refuse to apologize for my ability—I refuse to apologize for my success—I refuse to apologize for my money.