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The “Passion” of John Galt (or the end of Jim Taggart)

Atlas Shrugged – Day 102 – pp. 1140-1149 No it ain’t. “Long coils of wire, like the twisted arms of an octopus, stretched forward across the stone floor, from the machine to a leather mattress spread under a cone of violent light. John Galt lay strapped to the mattress, He as naked; the small metal […]
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Best chapter in the book – pt. 2

Atlas Shrugged – Day 091 – pp. 972-981 “You can accept our repentance,” said Lillian in a voice glassy with caution. “I only want you to know that whatever I’ve done, I’ve done it because I loved you.” Hank ain’t listening to that. Mother Rearden is approaching panic mode. “What’s happened to you? What’s changed […]
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The climax of the decline (???)

Atlas Shrugged – Day 054 – pp. 529-538 “You know, of course, I won’t allow this to continue. . . I won’t permit you to have her. Not her. Anyone but her. . . . I won’t permit it! You’ll give it up!. . . You’ll give it up, you’ll leave her, you’ll never see […]
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The end of Wyatt Oil

Atlas Shrugged – Day 034 – pp. 334-336 She’s standing on the train platform waiting for the mainliner to New York. Wesley Mouch has been busy in Washington. ¬†She overhears a conversation about it on the platform.
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