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    The Gothic cathedral is a blossoming in stone subdued by the
    insatiable demand of harmony in man. The mountain of granite
    blooms into an eternal flower, with the lightness and delicate
    finish, as well as the aerial proportions and perspective of
    vegetable beauty.

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Architecture is music in space, as it were a frozen music

Architecture is music in space, as it were a frozen music

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Silently as a dream the fabric rose;
No sound of hammer or of saw was there.

Silently as a dream the fabric rose;
No sound of hammer or of saw was there.

by William Cowper Found in: Architecture Quotes,
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Architecture is the art of how to waste space.

Architecture is the art of how to waste space.

by Philip Johnson Found in: Architecture Quotes,
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Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.

Writing about music is like dancing about architecture.

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No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung,
Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung.
Majestic silence.

No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung,
Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung.
Majestic silence.

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Nor did there want
Cornice or frieze with bossy sculpture graven.

Nor did there want
Cornice or frieze with bossy sculpture graven.

by John Milton Found in: Architecture Quotes,
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There are three forms of visual art: Painting is art to look at, sculpture is art you can walk around, read more

There are three forms of visual art: Painting is art to look at, sculpture is art you can walk around, and architecture is art you can walk through

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The architect
Built his great heart into these sculptured stones,
And with him toiled his children, and read more

The architect
Built his great heart into these sculptured stones,
And with him toiled his children, and their lives
Were builded, with his own, into the walls,
As offerings unto God.

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There was King Bradmond's palace,
Was never none richer, the story says:
For all the windows and read more

There was King Bradmond's palace,
Was never none richer, the story says:
For all the windows and the walls
Were painted with gold, both towers and halls;
Pillars and doors all were of brass;
Windows of latten were set with glass;
It was so rich in many wise,
That it was like a paradise.

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