"I am Andrew Ryan, and I'm here to ask you a question. Is a man not entitled to the sweat of his brow? 'No!' says the man in Washington, 'it belongs to the poor.' 'No!' says the man in the Vatican, 'it belongs to God.' 'No!' says the man in Moscow, 'it belongs to everyone.' I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose... Rapture. A city where the artist would not fear the censor; where the scientist would not be bound by petty morality; where the great would not be constrained by the small! And with the sweat of your brow, Rapture can become your city as well."
OMG if only I could be that awesome! All I can do is sit and quote my favorite lines.
"I once owned a forest that the parasites claimed belonged to God and demanded I build a public park. Why? So the masses could stand slack-jawed at something they could never build. When Congress moved to nationalize my forest, I burnt it to the ground. God did not sow the seeds of this Arcadia. I did."