How Precious A Book Is In Light

How Precious A Book Is In Light Of The Offering, In The Light Of The One Who Has The Privilege Of This Offering. The Library Tells You Of This Offering

A Work Of Art... Is Not A Living Thing... That Walks Or Runs. But The Making Of A Life. That Which Gives You A Reaction. To Some It Is The Wonder Of Man's Fingers. To Some It Is The Wonder Of The Mind. To Some It Is The Wonder Of Technique. And To Some It Is How Real It Is. To Some, How Transcendent It Is. Like The 5th Symphony, It Presents Itself With A Feeling That You Know It, If You Have Heard It Once.

Greek Architecture Taught Me That The Column Is Where The Light Is Not, And The Space Between Is Where The Light Is. It Is A Matter Of No-light, Light, No-light, Light. A Column And A Column Brings Light Between Them. To Make A Column Which Grows Out Of The Wall And Which Makes Its Own Rhythm Of No-light, Light, No-light, Light: That Is The Marvel Of The Artist.

Just Think, That Man Can Claim A Slice Of The Sun.

A Great Building Must Begin With The Unmeasurable, Must Go Through Measurable Means When It Is Being Designed And In The End Must Be Unmeasurable.