And still is really sad that Google employees still waste time creating memes about Michael in their stupid internal memegen site many months after his departure.
Toohey: "Mr. Roark, we’re alone here. Why don’t you tell me what you think of me? In any words you wish. No one will hear us."
Roark: "But I don’t think of you."
My Atlas Shrugged post was all about how the concept, while appealing, wouldn't work.