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The Utopia of Greed
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Hetookherhandsandpressedthemtohislipsandheldthem,notmoving,notasakiss,butasalongmomentofrest—asiftheeffortofspeechwereadistractionfromthefactofherpresence,andasifheweretornbytoomanythingstosay,bythepressureofallthewordsstoredinthesilenceofyears.
"ThewomenIchased—youdidn’tbelievethat,didyou?I’venevertouchedoneofthem—butIthinkyouknewit,Ithinkyou’veknownitallalong.Theplayboy—itwasapartthatIhadtoplayinordernottoletthelooterssuspectmewhileIwasdestroyingd’AnconiaCopperinplainsightofthewholeworld.That’sthejokerintheirsystem,they’reouttofightanymanofhonorandambition,butletthemseeaworthlessrotterandtheythinkhe’safriend,theythinkhe’ssafe—safe!—that’stheirviewoflife,butaretheylearning!—aretheylearningwhetherevilissafeandincompetencepractical!...
Dagny,itwasthenightwhenIknew,forthefirsttime,thatIlovedyou—itwasthenthatIknewIhadtogo.Itwaswhenyouenteredmyhotelroom,thatnight,whenIsawwhatyoulookedlike,whatyouwere,whatyoumeanttome—andwhatawaitedyouinthefuture.Hadyoubeenless,youmighthavestoppedmeforawhile.Butitwasyou,youwhowerethefinalargumentthatmademeleaveyou.Iaskedforyourhelp,thatnight—againstJohnGalt.ButIknewthatyouwerehisbestweaponagainstme,thoughneitheryounorhecouldknowit.
