The preacher said, “She looks tar’d.’’ “Women’s always tar’d,’’ said Tom. “That’s just the way women is, ’cept at meetin’ once an’ again.

Mountains will go into labour, and a silly little mouse will be born.

And your mind is a sort of world to me; you can tell me all I want to know. I think I should never be tired of being with you.

Worry is a waste of emotional reserves. Very foolish. Unworthy of an enlightened person. Since we are merely the creatures of our chemical metabolism and of the economic factors of our background, there’s not a damn thing we can do about anything whatever.

Written By Ayn Rand

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