This is a quote from the book "The ​Virtue Of Selfishness" by Ayn Rand
...horror and human degradation, he can feel gratified by the thought that he’s not as bad as the dope-addicted dwarf or the crippled lesbian he’s reading about; he can relish an art which tell s him that man is evil, that reality is unknowable, that existence is unendurable, that no one can help anything, that his secret terror is normal.

Art projects an implicit view of
existence — and it is one’s own view of existence that determines the art one will respond to. The soul of the man whose favorite play is Cyrano de Bergerac is radically different from the ...
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