Many men build as cathedrals are built-the part nearest the ground finished, but that part which soars toward heaven, the turrets and… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
The weathercocks on spires and housetops were mysterious with hints of stormy wind, and pointed, like so many ghostly fingers, out to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I waited for the train at Coventry; I hung with grooms and porters on the bridge, To watch the three tall spires;… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
For the machine meant the conquest of horizontal space. It also meant a sense of that space which few people had experienced… — Robert Hughes Copy Share Image
The eastern light our spires touch at morning, The light that slants upon our western doors at evening, The twilight over stagnant… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Into my hear an air that kills through yon far country blows what are those blue remembered hills what spires,what farms are… — A. E. Housman Copy Share Image
Strange that so few ever come to the woods to see how the pine lives and grows and spires, lifting its evergreen… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
A transition from an author's book to his conversation is too often like an entrance into a large city, after a distant… — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
What do we plant when we plant a tree? A thousand things that we daily see, We plant the spire that out-towers… — Henry Abbey Copy Share Image
How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! To behold this alone is worth the pains of any excursion a thousand… — John Muir Copy Share Image
There is a great deal more correctness of thought respecting manhood in bodily things than in moral things. For men's ideas of… — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
In every village marked with little spire, Embowered in trees, and hardly known to fame. — William Shenstone Copy Share Image
Why should Canada, wild and unsettled as it is, impress us as an older country than the States, unless because her institutions… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
The night before I left Las Vegas I walked out in the desert to look at the moon. There was a jeweled… — Norman Mailer Copy Share Image
Architecture traditionally has been the slowest of art forms. It was not unusual for great cathedrals to take centuries to complete, with… — Martin Filler Copy Share Image
A transition from an author's book to his conversation, is too often like an entrance into a large city. — Samuel Johnson Copy Share Image
There was no wind; there was no passing shadow on the deep shade of the night; there was no noise. The city… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
Marx was wrong. Religion is not the opiate of the people. Opium suggests something soporific, numbing, dulling. Too often religion has been… — Phillip Adams Copy Share Image
We wish that this column, rising towards heaven among the pointed spires of so many temples dedicated to God, may contribute also… — Daniel Webster Copy Share Image
It is the Late city that first defies the land, contradicts Nature in the lines of its silhouette, denies all Nature. It… — Oswald Spengler Copy Share Image
I want to build spires in their minds and dance shadows through like marionettes, chased by whispers and hints of the unspeakable. — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
I saw the spires of Oxford As I was passing by, The gray spires of Oxford Against a pearl-gray sky. My heart… — Winifred Mary Letts Copy Share Image
When, from the top of any high hill, one looks round the country, and sees the multitude of regularly distributed spires, one… — William Cobbett Copy Share Image
Jack looked out the window as they passed the Mormon temple, just outside the beltway near Connecticut Avenue. A decidedly odd-looking building,… — Tom Clancy Copy Share Image
