Zumthor Chapel Quotes & Sayings

A well-cultivated mind is, so to speak, made up of all the minds of preceding ages; it is only one single mind which has been educated during all this time. — Bernard Le Bovier De Fontenelle

Theology is anthropology. — Anselm Feuerbach

My school was six miles away from where I lived on the farm. I had to walk and run, there and back every day, through gorges and over rivers. If I was late, there was a very big stick waiting for me. — Haile Gebrselassie

What is already woven cannot be undone. It will not make the trees grow again for you to bring the building down on our heads. — Robert Jordan

Me, I want to bloody kick this moronic bloody world in the bloody teeth over and over till it bloody understands that not hurting people is ten bloody thousand times more bloody important than being right. — David Mitchell

he found himself wanting to learn more. About her brain and her bra. — Elizabeth Bevarly

You won't be able to hurt me, or touch me. — Lucy Christopher

am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other. Then someone at my side says: "There, she is gone." "Gone where? — Rosemary Rawson

I am only too aware that I am open to Rees's Second Law of Quotation: However sure you are that you have attributed a quotation correctly, an earlier source will be pointed out to you. — Nigel Rees

Nothing sweeter than to drag oneself along behind events; and nothing more reasonable. But without a strong dose of madness, no initiative, no enterprise, no gesture. Reason: the rust of our vitality. It is the madman in us who forces us to adventure; once he abandons us, we are lost; everything depends on him, even our vegetative life; it is he who invites us, who obliges us to breathe, and it is also he who forces our blood to venture through our veins. Once he withdraws, we are alone indeed! We cannot be normal and alive at the same time. — Emil Cioran