Architecture is made of memory. The slope of a roof, the shape of a window, and the color of a door contain the record of the minds that conceived them and the hands that crafted them. — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
A place of solitude offers a retreat from the opposing forces and diverse demands of living, an entry into a state of peace and unity. Mind and body can retire from confusion and conflict to a sanctuary of clarity and… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
We are all pilgrims on an elusive and endless road... Despite our attempts to build lives on stone foundations, our spirits continuously flow. Endless… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
Thus, flexibility, as displayed by water, is a sign of life. Rigidity, its opposite, is an indicator of death. — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
Currents of energy shimmer through our bodies. Like shooting stars, we rocket through spacious stillness. But this silent, unmoving background is nothing like the… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
The pleasure of the soul appears to be found in the journey of discovery, the unfolding revelation of expanded insight and experience. — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
Since every building and designed object is made of memory, every place can become a memorial for re-membering our lives and the world around… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
For thousands of years, much of humankind has believed that only special places are infused with the sacred and that you must get away… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
Architecture is made of memory. The slope of a roof, the shape of a window, and the color of a door contain the record… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
The sacred cannot be precisely defined. Each of us perceives it through the lens of a unique personal history. For me, sacredness is an… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
We might as well give in to the tug of our spirits to explore this confounding and wondrous world. We might as well greet… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
Over time, each day has become another stretch on an endless pilgrimage road. The terrain of this sacred journey has become fluid and ever-shifting.… — Anthony Lawlor Copy Share Image
