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I hope you don’t have friends who recommend Ayn Rand to you. The fiction of Ayn Rand is as low as you can get re fiction. I hope you picked it up off the floor of the subway and threw it in the nearest garbage pail. She makes Mickey Spillane look like Dostoevsky.

Flannery O’Connor's  unambiguous opinion of Ayn Rand in a 1960 letter to a friend

Pair with O’Connor on why the grotesque appeals to us and the difference between religion and faith.

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