He walked, groping for a sentence that hung in his mind as an empty shape. He could neither fill it or dismiss it.
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Roark spoke quietly. He was the only man in the room who felt certain of his own words.
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The pressure disappeared with the first word he put on paper. He thought--while his hand moved rapidly--what a power there was in words; later, for th...
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He knew, while he spoke, that it was useless, because his words sounded as if they were hitting a vacuum. There was no such person as Mrs. Wayne Wilmo...
