“You know that I hate you, Roark. I hate you for what you are, for wanting you, for having to want you. I’m going to fight you — and I’m going to destroy you — and I tell you this as calmly as I told you that I’m a begging animal. I’m going to pray that you can’t be destroyed — I tell you this, too — even though I believe in nothing and have nothing to pray to. But I will fight to block every step you take. I will fight to tear every chance you want away from you. I will hurt you through the only thing that can hurt you — through your work. I will fight to starve you, to strangle you on the things you won’t be able to reach. I have done it to you today — and that is why I shall sleep with you tonight.
Ayn Rand 1943