Tweetybird

“I’m awfully interested in how big things begin. You know how it is; you’re twenty-one or twenty-two and you make some decisions. . . then whissh! you’re seventy. You’ve been a lawyer for fifty years and that white-haired lady by your side has eaten over 50,000 meals with you. How do such things begin?”
― Thornton Wilder, Our Town

“Over there are some Civil War veterans. Iron flags on their graves... New Hampshire boys... had a notion that the Union ought to be kept together, though they’d never seen more than fifty miles of it themselves.”
― Thornton Wilder, Our Town

“Most everybody's asleep in Grover's Corners. There are a few lights on. Shorty
Hawkins, down at the depot, has just watched the Albany train go by. And at
the livery stable somebody's setting up late and talking. Yes, it's clearing up.
There are the stars doing their old, old crisscross journeys in the sky. Scholars
haven't settled the matter yet, but they seem to think there are no living beings
up there. Just chalk…or fire. Only this one is straining away, straining away all
the time to make something of itself. The strain's so bad that every sixteen
hours everybody lies down and gets a rest.

Hm…Eleven o'clock in Grover's Corners…You get a good rest, too. Good night.”
― Thornton Wilder, Our Town

“Anti-Americanism is not some bitter mental disorder inflamed by conspiracy theories and misplaced furies and envy. It is a broken heart, a defensive crouch, a hundred-year-old relationship, bewilderment that an enormous force controls your life but does not know or love you.”
― Suzy Hansen, Notes on a Foreign Country: An American Abroad in a Post-American World