"Hank, this is great."
He said it simply, openly. There was no flattered pleasure in his
voice, and no modesty. This, she knew, was a tribute to her, the
rarest one person could pay another: the tribute of feeling free to
acknowledge one's own greatness, knowing that it is understood.
Atlas Shrugged, p. 86. Any parent who catches their high school aged son reading this stuff should seriously consider disabling the internet porn filters.