I'm reading Atlas Shrugged, and after a few "Googles" i've learned a little more about objectivism, and then I found these forums, and this essay in particular. So, i'm a little ignorant to what's being discussed here, but I thought i'd comment anyway. One of the arguments in the essay above was that reproduction is one of the tenants of living a "full" life, at least according to objectivist thought. That may be so, but that is certainly not the message I would infer after several hundred pages of Fountainhead. So far at least, Fountainhead seems to recognize the futility and devastation of life. We start out pure and we're corrupted by life forces which have occurred naturally, but are not natural. There can be no definition of an ideal life because life doesn't exist. Life is not what we do but how we see it. In our thoughts, writings, and interactions with others, we project that which we know and feel, and we perpetually strive to become what it is we think we are. A person leads a full life by remaining as pure as he possibly can be. Regardless of what you do with your life, it will be over, and eventually the fruits of your reproduction, and their fruits, and the fruits after that will shrivel and die. There is no thing as “creating” in the long run, when there is confidence that in the end, none of it will exist. Living a full life means being true to yourself and maintaining perspective until death. It means succeeding by not fooling yourself into repeating the mantras that have been developed by the collective fear of nations and men. A full life can be led without living any life at all.