"But soon we shall die and all memory of us 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."
the novel The Bridge of San Luis Rey by Thornton Wilder
17 August 2010
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