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Торнтон Найвен Уайлдер

Дата рождения: 17. Апрель 1897
Дата смерти: 7. Декабрь 1975
Другие имена:Торнтон Уайлдер

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Торнтон Найвен Уайлдер — американский прозаик, драматург и эссеист, лауреат Пулитцеровской премии .

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

—  Thornton Wilder, The Bridge of San Luis Rey
Context: Soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left earth, and we ourselves shall be loved for a while and forgotten. But the love will have been enough; all those impulses of love return to the love that made them. Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

„I can't go on. It goes so fast. We don't have time to look at one another. I didn't realize.“

—  Thornton Wilder
Context: I can't. I can't go on. It goes so fast. We don't have time to look at one another. I didn't realize. So all that was going on and we never noticed. Take me back — up the hill — to my grave. But first: Wait! One more look. Good-by, Good-by, world. Good-by Grover's Corners... Mama and Papa. Good-by to clocks ticking... and Mama's sunflowers. And food and coffee. And new ironed dresses and hot baths... and sleeping and waking up. Oh, earth, you're too wonderful for anybody to realize you.... Do human beings ever realize life while they live it? — Every, every minute?... I'm ready to go back... I should have listened to you. That's all human beings are! Just blind people. "Emily Webb"

„There is no happiness save in understanding the whole.“

—  Thornton Wilder
Context: When God loves a creature he wants the creature to know the highest happiness and the deepest misery … He wants him to know all that being alive can bring. That is his best gift…. There is no happiness save in understanding the whole.

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„I realize that every writer is necessarily a critic — that is, each sentence is a skeleton accompanied by enormous activity of rejection; and each selection is governed by general principles concerning truth, force, beauty, and so on.“

—  Thornton Wilder
Context: I think myself as a fabulist, not a critic. I realize that every writer is necessarily a critic — that is, each sentence is a skeleton accompanied by enormous activity of rejection; and each selection is governed by general principles concerning truth, force, beauty, and so on. But, as I have just suggested, I believe that the practice of writing consists in more and more relegating all that schematic operation to the subconscious. The critic that is in every fabulist is like the iceberg — nine-tenths of him is underwater.

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—  Thornton Wilder
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