Атлант расправил плечи
The Non-commercial
Hesaidnothing.
"Iknowyoudon’tlikeparties.NeitherdoI.ButsometimesIwonder...perhapswe’retheonlyoneswhoweremeanttobeabletoenjoythem."
"IamafraidIhavenotalentforit."
"Notforthis.Butdoyouthinkanyofthesepeopleareenjoyingit?They’rejuststrainingtobemoresenselessandaimlessthanusual.Tobelightandunimportant...Youknow,Ithinkthatonlyifonefeelsimmenselyimportantcanonefeeltrulylight."
"Iwouldn’tknow."
"It’sjustathoughtthatdisturbsmeonceinawhile....Ithoughtitaboutmyfirstball....Ikeepthinkingthatpartiesareintendedtobecelebrations,andcelebrationsshouldbeonlyforthosewhohavesomethingtocelebrate."
"Ihaveneverthoughtofit."
Shecouldnotadaptherwordstotherigidformalityofhismanner;shecouldnotquitebelieveit.Theyhadalwaysbeenateasetogether,inhisoffice.Nowhewaslikeamaninastraitjacket.
"Hank,lookatit.Ifyoudidn’tknowanyofthesepeople,wouldn’titseembeautiful?Thelightsandtheclothesandalltheimaginationthatwenttomakeitpossible..."Shewaslookingattheroom.Shedidnotnoticethathehadnotfollowedherglance.Hewaslookingdownattheshadowsonhernakedshoulder,thesoft,blueshadowsmadebythelightthatfellthroughthestrandsofherhair."Whyhaveweleftitalltofools?Itshouldhavebeenours."
"Inwhatmanner?"
"Idon’tknow...I’vealwaysexpectedpartiestobeexcitingandbrilliant,likesomeraredrink."
