I accepted their insults, their frauds, their extortions. I thought I could afford to ignore them — all those impotent mystics who prattle about their souls and are unable to build a roof over their heads. I thought that the world was mine, and that those jabbering incompetents were no threat to my strength. I could not understand why I kept losing every battle. I did not know that the force unleashed against me was my own. While I was busy conquering matter, I had surrendered to them the realm of the mind, of thought, of principle, of laws, of values, of morality.
- Hank Rearden, Atlas Shrugged, Ayn Rand
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