Anthem

by Ayn Rand

But we cannot change our bones nor our body.

But we know. We know, when we look into each other’s eyes. And when we look thus without words, we both know other things also, strange things for which there are no words, and these things frighten us.

I wished to know the meaning of things. I am the meaning.

This god, this one word: “I.”

For they have nothing to fight me with, save the brute force of their numbers. I have my mind.