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Thornton Wilder was born on April 17, 1897, in Madison, Wisconsin, a Midwestern city whose plain-spoken civic life would find its way, in transmuted form, into some of the most performed plays in the American theater. A citizen of the United States, Wilder moved through an unusually broad education, attending Chefoo School, Berkeley High School, The Thacher School, Oberlin College, Yale University, and Princeton University before establishing himself as a writer working in English across several forms — playwright, novelist, screenwriter, and librettist among them.

His career produced work recognized at the highest levels of American letters. The novel The Bridge of San Luis Rey earned him a Pulitzer Prize, as did the play Our Town and, later, the play The Skin of Our Teeth — three Pulitzer Prizes in total, spanning both fiction and drama. His novel The Eighth Day brought him a U.S. National Book Award, marking his continued productivity well into the later decades of his life.

Recognition extended beyond the United States. Wilder received the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the Peace Prize of the German Publishers' and Booksellers' Association, the Pour le Mérite for Sciences and Arts, the Austrian Decoration for Science and Art, and the Goethe Plaque of the City of Frankfurt. The accumulation of these honors across two continents reflects the reach of his writing in both the English-speaking world and the German-speaking countries that held his work in particular esteem.

The question of where exactly Wilder died carries a small ambiguity — sources place his death in the vicinity of New Haven, in Hamden, Connecticut — but the date is certain: December 7, 1975. He had spent his final years still connected to the New England region where Yale had once shaped his early formation, and it was there, not far from that university city, that his life ended.

Quotes by Thornton Wilder

Thornton Wilder's insights on:

Nurse one vice in your bosom. Give it the attention it deserves and let your virtues spring up modestly around it. Then you'll have the miser who's no liar; and the drunkard who's the benefactor of the whole city.
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Nurse one vice in your bosom. Give it the attention it deserves and let your virtues spring up modestly around it. Then you'll have the miser who's no liar; and the drunkard who's the benefactor of the whole city.
When you're safe at home, you wish you were having an adventure; when you're having an adventure, you wish you were safe at home.
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When you're safe at home, you wish you were having an adventure; when you're having an adventure, you wish you were safe at home.
My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate— that's my philosophy.
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My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate— that's my philosophy.
The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
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The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.
My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate. That's my philosophy.
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My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate. That's my philosophy.
Many who have spent a lifetime in it can tell us lessof love than the child that lost a dog yesterday.
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Many who have spent a lifetime in it can tell us lessof love than the child that lost a dog yesterday.
When you're safe at home you wish you were having an adventure; when you're having an adventure you whish you were safe at home.
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When you're safe at home you wish you were having an adventure; when you're having an adventure you whish you were safe at home.
Some say that we shall never know and that to the gods we are like the flies that the boys kill on a summer's day, and some say, to the contrary, that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.
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Some say that we shall never know and that to the gods we are like the flies that the boys kill on a summer's day, and some say, to the contrary, that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.
I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.
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I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.
Camila had intended to be perfunctory and if possible impudent, but now she was struck for the first time with the dignity of the old woman. The mercer’s daughter could carry herself at times with all the distinction of the Montemayors and when she was drunk she wore the grandeur of Hecuba.
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Camila had intended to be perfunctory and if possible impudent, but now she was struck for the first time with the dignity of the old woman. The mercer’s daughter could carry herself at times with all the distinction of the Montemayors and when she was drunk she wore the grandeur of Hecuba.
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