Max Ostrovsky

“Look, Gail." Roark got up, reached out, tore a thick branch off a tree, held it in both hands, one fist closed at each end; then, his wrists and knuckles tensed against the resistance, he bent the branch slowly into an arc. "Now I can make what I want of it: a bow, a spear, a cane, a railing. That's the meaning of life."

"Your strength?"

"Your work." He tossed the branch aside. "The material the earth offers you and what you make of it . . . ”
― Ayn Rand, The Fountainhead

“Love is wiser than wisdom.”
― Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose

“Silence is an answer that begs three more questions.”
― Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum

“When the beer is gone, so are they -- flexing their cars on up the boulevard.”
― Amy Hempel