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The Bridge of San Luis Rey
by Thornton Wilder
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Why did this happen to those five? If there were any plan in the universe at all, if there were any pattern in a human life, surely it could be discovered mysteriosly, latent in those lives cut-off. Either we live by accident and die by accident, or we live by plan and die by plan.
Some say that we will never know and that to the Gods we are like the flies t at the boys kill on a summer day, and some say on the contrary that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.
For such authors live always in the noble weather of their own minds and these productions that seem remarkable to us were little better than a day's routine to them.
The perfume of a tenderness, that ghost of passion which in the most unexpected relationship can make a whole lifetime devoted to irksome duty pass like a gracious dream
She hurled herself against the obstinancy of her time in her desire to attach a little dignity to women...Looking back from our century we can see the whole folly of her hope. Twenty such women would have failed to make any impression on that age. Yet she continued dilligently in her task. She resembled the sparrow in the fable who once every thousand years transferred a grain of wheat in the hope of rearing a mountain to reach the moon. Such persons are raised of every age. They obstinately insist on transporting their grains of wheat and they derive a certain exhileration from the sneers of the bystanders.
What she had lost as religion as faith, she had replaced as religion as magic.
Soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth and we ourselves will be loved for a while and then forgotten. But the love will have been enough. All those impulses of love return to the love that made them even menory 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.
Why did this happen to those five? If there were any plan in the universe at all, if there were any pattern in a human life, surely it could be discovered mysteriosly, latent in those lives cut-off. Either we live by accident and die by accident, or we live by plan and die by plan.
Some say that we will never know and that to the Gods we are like the flies t at the boys kill on a summer day, and some say on the contrary that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.
For such authors live always in the noble weather of their own minds and these productions that seem remarkable to us were little better than a day's routine to them.
The perfume of a tenderness, that ghost of passion which in the most unexpected relationship can make a whole lifetime devoted to irksome duty pass like a gracious dream
She hurled herself against the obstinancy of her time in her desire to attach a little dignity to women...Looking back from our century we can see the whole folly of her hope. Twenty such women would have failed to make any impression on that age. Yet she continued dilligently in her task. She resembled the sparrow in the fable who once every thousand years transferred a grain of wheat in the hope of rearing a mountain to reach the moon. Such persons are raised of every age. They obstinately insist on transporting their grains of wheat and they derive a certain exhileration from the sneers of the bystanders.
What she had lost as religion as faith, she had replaced as religion as magic.
Soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth and we ourselves will be loved for a while and then forgotten. But the love will have been enough. All those impulses of love return to the love that made them even menory 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.