The lightnings trembled And in thy Silence was his Sentence, And in his Soul a vain repentance, And evil dread so ill dissembled, That in his hand the lightnings trembled. Lord Byron, Prometheus idefiancesilence
What the brick really wants. Michael Sorkin, Two Hundred Fifty Things an Architect Should Know The material finds the right objectWe are working against the grain of the woodThe joy of the humble brick material