Without Coincidence...

Without coincidence, there are no good stories.

I have started reading Atlas Shrugged, by Ayn Rand. It is by far the greatest book i have ever read, and i am only a third of the way through it. The language and grammar of this book is far superior to so many other books out there. It is a weird coincidence for me coming across it. I can not remember who or where I heard about this, but the name of the book was stamped into my mind. I asked around to my friends I had talked to the previous weeks that may have mentioned it, but most of them have not even heard about it! I came to the conclusion that i had not talked to any of my friends about this book, yet I had found a desire to want to read it immediately.

I embarked on an adventure that took me downtown Stillwater, to the Valley Book Store. I had parked on the other side of downtown, wanting to walk in the beautiful weather of the current day. It was quite relieving to finally get down there an enjoy what the city had to offer, even if it was for a brief outing. When i had gotten there, I realised i had not been in this store for a few years, which was depressing in its own way...I had not been reading much. I wondered around looking at all the sections, I was lost in a sea of books. I kindly asked for some help from the younger female employee and she briskly pointed me in the right direction. Once I had paid for the book, i kindly thanked the young misses once again, and continued on my little adventure back to my vehicle.

I got in my car and headed homeward. Once I arrived, i sat down immediately and began to read. I quickly understood what I was getting into, this book was long...over 1000 pages. I mean, it doesn't seem like much, the paperback book I had bought made it seem manageable, but once i had started to read, it became quite clear that this would be a major undertaking. The words flow together wonderfully, everything about the way this book is written makes me overjoyed. It had been a truly remarkable find.

I can not explain this book in full, or in part for that matter. It is a work or Art, if i dare say so. I shall use one of my favorite quotes thus far as an example of the breadth of language used in every passage.

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He glanced at her and did not answer. Then he said, "I like cigarettes, Miss Taggart. I like to think of fire held in a man's hand. Fire, a dangerous force, tamed at his fingertips. I often wonder about the hours when a man sits alone, watching the smoke of a cigarette, thinking. I wonder what great things have come from such hours. When a man thinks, there is a spot of fire alive in his mind -- and it is proper that he should have the burning point of a cigarette as his one expression."

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That little passage is amazing, truly amazing. It is just a simple conversation between a newsstand operator and Miss Dagny Taggart.

The back of the book's description caught me a little off guard too, but in a sense that made me want to read it even more...

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The astounding story of a man who said that he would stop the motor of the world -- and did. Tremendous in scope, breathtaking in its suspense, Atlas Shrugged is unlike any other book you have ever read. It is a mystery story, not about the murder of a man's body, but about the murder -- and the rebirth -- of man's spirit.

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Please check this book out, there is no way you can be disappointed in the least bit.