Title: The Fountainhead
Author: Ayn Rand
Pages: 694
Read it. Skim it. Toss it.
Summary: (I literally could not find a summary of the book that wasn't an entire page long.)
My Two Cents: I don't even know what to think right now.
And let me tell you, that does not happen very often after I read a book. You all know the feeling after you finish a book. You have a clear opinion in your mind of what the message was and whether you agree with it or not.
I have not a damn clue.
The book is mainly a commentary on the human purpose. It is basically stated that if you are doing something for anything other than simply the sake of bringing about an original creation, you are corrupt. I don't think I've ever done something just to create my own idea. Am I corrupt? Am I unworthy?
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Howard Roark, the main character, is ultimately portrayed as the greatest good. Yet he's evil in the eyes of everyone but those with the capacity to see otherwise? Peter Keating, the ambitious young architect who leads a life of passionate success, is the biggest failure in the end?
All I have to say for myself, is that I enjoyed this book more than I can express. I wouldn't say that it was a pleasurable read, but the act of processing what I had just read and thinking about the theories and how they connect to the world I live in was the best part. It is now probably one of my favorite books of all time.
I sit here, trying to come up with a way of explaining this to all of you without confusing the hell out of my audience, but there's just no way! I literally cannot express the depth of this novel.
I'll just leave all of you with this, if you want a thought-provoking classic devoid of, yet filled to the brim with emotion, this book is for you. READ IT.
Warning: The Fountainhead is pretty advanced and not for those looking for a light read.
