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    The hasty multitude
    Admiring enter'd, and the work some praise,
    And some the architect: his hand was known
    In heaven by many a tower'd structure high,
    Where scepter'd angels held their residence,
    And sat as princes.

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Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.

Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.

by John Milton Found in: Architecture Quotes,
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Architecture is a social act and the material theater of human activity.

Architecture is a social act and the material theater of human activity.

by Spiro Kostof Found in: Architecture Quotes,
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All architecture is shelter, all great architecture is the design of space that contains, cuddles, exalts, or stimulates the persons read more

All architecture is shelter, all great architecture is the design of space that contains, cuddles, exalts, or stimulates the persons in that space.

by Philip Johnson Found in: Architecture Quotes,
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I don't build in order to have clients. I have clients in order to build.

I don't build in order to have clients. I have clients in order to build.

by Ayn Rand 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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The hand that rounded Peter's dome
And groined the aisles of Christian Rome,
Wrought in a sad read more

The hand that rounded Peter's dome
And groined the aisles of Christian Rome,
Wrought in a sad sincerity;
Himself from God he could not free;
He builded better than he knew;
The conscious stone to beauty grew.

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Ah, to build, to build!
That is the noblest of all the arts.

Ah, to build, to build!
That is the noblest of all the arts.

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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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The mother art is architecture. Without an architecture of our own we have no soul of our own civilization.

The mother art is architecture. Without an architecture of our own we have no soul of our own civilization.

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