I think I must tell you that the State Science Institute may issue an official statement condemning Rearden Metal.
When he had grasped the implications of his laughter, he had known that he was now condemned to constant vigilance against himself.
He could not condemn them without understanding; and he could not understand.
He could neither force himself to change nor blame her if she chose to condemn him.
It is your right to condemn me for it, if you wish.
He did not condemn Lillian.
He felt the presence of some cold, driving purpose within her-but found nothing to condemn.
He had no right to condemn anyone-he thought-to denounce anything, to fight and die joyously, claiming the sanction of virtue.
And while throwing her head up, resentment in her eyes to meet the sternness in his, while feeling certain that his was a glance of condemnation and hostility, she heard herself asking him, a tone of smiling defiance in her voice: "What do you like about me?"
You have always proclaimed such an exaggerated devotion to honesty-now let me see you be condemned to the life of the hypocrite that you really are.
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As the sole result of official investigations, two bridges across the Mississippi, belonging to smaller railroads, were condemned.
We were not after power-he said to the gigolo’s ancestors-in-spirit-and we did not live by means of that which we condemned.
You have the right to condemn me in any way you wish.
I can’t condemn you for what you’re doing, yet it’s horror that I feel-admiration and horror, at the same time.
Why had we both been condemned —in the hours away from our desks-to an exile among dreary strangers who had made us give up all desire for rest, for friendship, for the sound of human voices?
His manner was that of dealing with the normal and the natural, it suggested a sense of safety, it held no tone of condemnation, but a hint of comradeship, a comradeship based-for both of them-on self-contempt.
she thought, his course was just, and this was the horror of it, that there was no other course for justice to select, that she could not condemn him, that she could neither approve nor utter a word of reproach.
We must consider it soberly, avoiding the extremes of total condemnation or of reckless agreement.
Who are the victims, condemned to remain unacknowledged and to perish in silence, lest their agony disturb your pretense that they do not exist?
By refusing to know, they condemn themselves to the horror of a perpetual unknown.
It is not his vices that their myth of man’s fall is designed to explain and condemn, it is not his errors that they hold as his guilt, but the essence of his nature as man.
He noticed that the puppets of the courtroom had started by glancing at him in the sly, wise manner of fellow conspirators sharing a common guilt, mutually safe from moral condemnation.
She told herself that she could not condemn without understanding, that she knew nothing about his world, that the extent of her ignorance was the extent to which she misinterpreted his actions.
I want you to look at me whenever you hear of some act of depravity, or feel anger at human corruption, or feel contempt for someone’s knavery, or are the victim of a new governmental extortion-to look and to know that you’re no better, that you’re superior to no one, that there’s nothing you have the right to condemn.
What I’ve learned is that a lie is an act of self-abdication, because one surrenders one’s reality to the person to whom one lies, making that person one’s master, condemning oneself from then on to faking the sort of reality that person’s view requires to be faked.
If that which Rearden felt could have gone directly into words, past the barrier of his will, he would have cried: Don’t let me down-I need you-I am fighting all of them, I have fought to my limit and am condemned to fight beyond it-and, as sole ammunition possible to me, I need the knowledge of one single man whom I can trust, respect and admire.
But the ten years of his marriage had been real, he thought-and these were the men who assumed the power to dispose of it, to decide whether he would have a chance of contentment on earth or be condemned to torture for the rest of his lifetime.
…she was capable even of that…… It’s not I, it’s a body I can neither endure nor control…… But somewhere within her, not as words, but as a radiant point of stillness, there was the presence of the judge who seemed to observe her, not in stern condemnation any longer, but in approval and amusement, as if saying: Your body?-if he were not what you know him to be, would your body bring you to this?-why is it his body that you want, and no other?-do you think that you are damning them, the…
But the man in the middle is the knave who blanks out the truth in order to pretend that no choice or values exist, who is willing to sit out the course of any battle, willing to cash in on the blood of the innocent or to crawl on his belly to the guilty, who dispenses justice by condemning both the robber and the robbed to jail, who solves conflicts by ordering the thinker and the fool to meet each other halfway.
…they discussed-the art shows, where she saw the kind of drawings she had seen chalked on any pavement of her childhood’s slums-the novels, that purported to prove the futility of science, industry, civilization and love, using language that her father would not have used in his drunkenest moments-the magazines, that propounded cowardly generalities, less clear and more stale than the sermons for which she had condemned the preacher of the slum mission as a mealy-mouthed old fraud.
Your destroyers hold you by means of your endurance, your generosity, your innocence, your love-the endurance that carries their burdens-the generosity that responds to their cries of despair-the innocence that is unable to conceive of their evil and gives them the benefit of every doubt, refusing to condemn them without understanding and incapable of understanding such motives as theirs-the love, your love of life, which makes you believe that they are men and that they love it, too.