In mid-Atlantic there is an island that only the souls of the heroes can enter- without dying. The Greek philosophy holds that these are the Isles of the Blessed. It is on the floor of the ocean and glinting and glowing are towers of Atlantis. The ocean floor is too deep down, but the lights too strong, visible to every ship that would pass, the Isles keep shimmering under the waves.
Another legend holds that the greatest explorer of all times found the Fountain of Eternal Youth. He had worked very hard to reach it. He worked harder to get it down from the mountains, where he had found it, to his fellow-men. He tried and tried. Only he never came back, because he learnt that it could not be brought down.
If we look closely, we will find that the two legends are inseparable – the Fountain of Youth and Atlantis. And yes, they cannot be shared, presented or received in charity, because they are in the depths and the heights of our own selves, our bodies, minds and souls.
[From ‘Atlas Shrugged’ and ‘The Fountainhead’ by Ayn Rand]