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12:04:42 am on May 20, 2010 |
I just finished an exquisite book a friend lent me, probably, about a month and a half ago now. I had to replace the tattered book she lent that literally fell apart in my hand one evening, while reading cozily in my uncomfortable armchair. I immediately ran to Indigo to replace it, and to continue reading that night.
I was on page 178.
I’ll never forget the characters that Ayn Rand had created, and what they stood for. And what I will inhabit from them moving forward. I’ll not suddenly espouse one rigid lifestyle, nor philosophy; I’ll instead recognize with much certainty Howard Roark, in moments that will rise within me, Gail Wynand, when I get hurt, and Dominique Francon – maybe – when I fall in love again. Even Peter Keating, when utmost honesty is needed.
I wholeheartedly share Ayn’s notion when I think about myself and how I become effective around others, yet also accept its fictional (volatile) triumph in practical application. There is an ideal, yes; and it is grounded in man, yes. But there is more than one, and it is not an ‘it’. I think the Greeks had them right the first time when they thought of creating gods acting like humans.
I thought Dominique was utterly beautiful.
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Afterword:
I found myself erasing every mention of liking and adding ‘altruism’ in every profile or interest – replacing it, instead, with what I really advocated (‘individualism’) or meant (‘doing good’).


thediplomaticwife 10:57 pm on August 23, 2010 | # |
We truly are friends. This is one of the most unforgettable books for me. The details may be blurred but the ideas still resonate. “Every loneliness is a pinnacle.” One of my favorite quotes – and one of the most misunderstood quotes that ever existed. Just like the entire book itself. Individualism rocks.
thediplomaticwife 10:58 pm on August 23, 2010 | # |
And yes my copy was also in tatters. The second one I lent to my friend didn’t survive either – the spine tore. She had to buy 2 new ones. One for me and one for herself.