Ayn Rand could not write her way out of a paper bag

The Speculations of Mr. Spectator

• the Folly of him who lets his Fancy place him in distance Scenes untroubled and uninterrupted, is preferable to that of him forcing a Belief... 11 years ago
• Books...are the Presents to Posterity of those who are yet unborn.... 11 years ago
• the World is a Copy or a Transcript of those Ideas which are in the Mind of the first Being...those Ideas...are a Transcript of the World... 11 years ago
• 'The Time was when all the honest Whore-masters in the Neighborhood would have rose against the Cuckolds to my Rescue' -letter... 11 years ago
• a father, who having arrived at great Riches by his own Industry, took delight in nothing but his Money... 11 years ago