Thornton Wilder

There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

It is only in appearance that time is a river. It is rather a vast landscape and it is the eye of the beholder that moves.

Many who have spent a lifetime in it can tell us less of love than the child that lost a dog yesterday.

The jests of the rich are ever successful.

As a young child my attention span was, as I remember it, rather short.

The martyr cannot be dishonored. Every lash inflicted is a tongue of fame; every prison a more illustrious abode.