"Thank you," she said softly.
"For...for the way you sound"
"How do I sound? Name it Dagny."
"You sound...as if you're happy."
"I am – in exactly the same way you are. Don't tell me what you feel. I know it. But, you see, the measure of hell you're able to endure is the measure of your love." (126.96.36.199-101)
"I can't ask you to forgive me – we're far beyond such terms – and the only atonement I can offer you is the fact that I am happy. That I am happy, my darling, not that I suffer. I am happy that I have seen the truth – even if the power of sight is all that's left to me now." (188.8.131.52)
"Are they? They have a weapon against you. It's their only weapon, but it's a terrible one. Ask yourself what it is, some time."
"Where do you see any evidence of it?"
"In the unforgivable fact that you're as unhappy as you are." (184.108.40.2063-5)