Toohey: "Mr. Roark, we’re alone here. Why don’t you tell me what you think of me? In any words you wish. No one will hear us."
Roark: "But I don’t think of you."
My Atlas Shrugged post was all about how the concept, while appealing, wouldn't work.
My Atlas Shrugged post was all about how the concept, while appealing, wouldn't work.