The Bridge of San Luis Rey by Thornton Wilder, r. Sep. 2013

p. 15 The Marquesa would even have been astonished to learn that her letters were very good, for such authors live always in the noble weather of their own minds and those productions which seem remarkable to us are little better than a day's routine to them.

p. 47 ...many people would never have fallen in love if they had not heard about it.

p. 63 ...the silence of the three of them had made a little kernel of sense in a world of boasting, self-excuse and rhetoric.

p. 68 "We do what we can. We push on, Esteban, as best we can. It isn't for long, you know. Time keeps going by. You'll be surprised at the way time passes."

p. 74 He possessed the six attributes of the adventurer - a memory for names and faces, with the aptitude for altering his own; the gift of tongues; inexhaustible invention; secrecy; the talent for falling into conversation with strangers; and that freedom from conscience that springs from a contempt for the dozing rich he preyed upon.

p. 116 But soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth, and we 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.