Атлант расправил плечи
The Face without Pain or Fear or Guilt
It’ssomethingthatIdidn’tknowabouther,that’sall.
...Igrewupwithher.IthoughtIknewher.Ididn’t...Idon’tknowwhatitwasthatIexpected.IsupposeIjustthoughtthatshehadnoprivatelifeofanykind.Tome,shewasnotapersonandnot...notawoman.Shewastherailroad.AndIdidn’tthinkthatanyonewouldeverhavetheaudacitytolookatherinanyotherway.
...Well,itservesmeright.Forgetit...Forgetit,Isaid!Whydoyouquestionmelikethis?It’sonlyherprivatelife.Whatcanitmattertoyou?...Dropit,forGod’ssake!Don’tyouseethatIcan’ttalkaboutit?...Nothinghappened,nothing’swrongwithme,Ijust—oh,whyamIlying?Ican’tlietoyou,youalwaysseemtoseeeverything,it’sworsethantryingtolietomyself!...Ihaveliedtomyself.Ididn’tknowwhatIfeltforher.Therailroad?I’marottenhypocrite.Iftherailroadwasallshemeanttome,itwouldn’thavehitmelikethis.Iwouldn’thavefeltthatIwantedtokillhim!...
What’sthematterwithyoutonight?Whydoyoulookatmelikethat?
...Oh,what’sthematterwithallofus?Whyistherenothingbutmiseryleftforanyone?Whydowesuffersomuch?Weweren’tmeantto.Ialwaysthoughtthatweweretobehappy,allofus,asournaturalfate.Whatarewedoing?Whathavewelost?Ayearago,Iwouldn’thavedamnedherforfindingsomethingshewanted
