"He stood looking at the portrait of Nat Taggart on the wall of her office--the portrait of a young man with a lifted head--until she returned, bringing a bottle of brandy and two glasses. He filled the glasses in silence.
"You know, Dagny, Thanksgiving was a holiday established by productive people to celebrate the success of their work."
The movement of his arm, as he raised his glass, went from the portrait--to her--to himself--to the buildings of the city beyond the window."
- Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Duty From on High vs. Life, Part 364
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At *Slate*, Jenée Desmond-Harris takes the following question in her *Dear
Prudence* column. The letter comes from a woman who is concerned about the
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