“Why is it that you don't love me?""Sometimes I wish I knew...""Don't anybody tell him!!”
“You tell yourself to someone and they steal your soul. That's why I don't talk to anybody.”
“I don't know why I bother arguing with anybody sometimes, it never changes a damn thing.”
“I don't need anybody to tell me how to be alive.”
“Then, if you love him," he said quietly, "please, Tessa, don't tell him what I just told you. Don't tell him that I love you.”
“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.”