Have you ever read it, Atlas Shrugged? I am listening to the audiobook while driving, and I am finding it oddly wonderful. Occasionally, I want to jot down sentence after sentence from it, and then just give up the idea, realizing that I might as well just tell people to read the whole book, because there are only five million quotes worth sharing from it. Obviously, that is exaggerated. However, I gave up bothering to write down anything from it, because before I can even pause the book to write down what I’d just heard, I’ve already heard something else, something additional, that I now also want to write down. And that goes on for quite a while, such that I would be pausing the book far too much to be able to stay in the book. So, I don’t copy any of them down, and I don’t even bother working on remembering them either, there are so many of them. I just listen and absorb and enjoy and wonder. I have no idea what this book is about. I had ideas related to something from the era of Fahrenheit 451 and the other Orwell future-is-a-terrible-place sorts of novels, but I don’t know where I got the idea – I genuinely knew nothing but the title of the book before I began reading it just last week.
But I like it so far. It has me ever on my toes, and the reader is wonderful with making everything seem important and worth hearing. I feel like I’m in a spy novel of some sort, but, instead of its being about a murder of some sort, it is about life as a whole, and we are spying on life as a concept, and examining each little piece and evaluating it as though it were unique and brand new to us. All this with a love of a railroad company taking the driver’s seat, and being good at whatever work one does in the passenger seat.