I've been quite happy. Look, here are my proofs. Remember that I am indifferent to discomforts which would harass other folk. What do the circumstances of life matter if your dreams make you lord paramount of time and space?

It's not evil, Rand. I know something evil when I smell it. This isn't evil, it's just incredibly stupid.

To be wicked is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that you are; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil from stupidity.

I don't think this one's business as usual. Me evil cunt sense is tinglin'.

Throughout the world what remains of the vast public spaces are now only the stuff of legends: Robin Hood__ forest, the Great Plains of the Amerindians, the steppes of the nomadic tribes, and so forth_ Rousseau said that the first person who wanted a piece of nature as his or her own exclusive possession and transformed it into the transcendent form of private property was the one who invented evil. Good, on the contrary, is what is common.

Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.