|A Cottage by the Sea||
Maybe what matters isn’t what we want from the time we have to live…but what time wants from us.
Cimabue thought to hold the field in painting, and now Giotto has the cry, so that the fame of the other is obscured.
No one should think it strange that Michelangelo loved solitude, for he was deeply in love with his art.
Being remembered into a memory—beyond history to the inchoate, still intense trace of feeling that first laid down this pattern.
Travelers who strike out on their own, whether for a day or a week or an hour… begin to feel that they are participating in the life of a place rather than just observing it as they pass through.
Seth Kugel, Rediscovering Travel
City churches are sometimes quiet and peaceful solitudes, caves of silence, where a man can seek refuge from the intolerable arrogance of the business world.
Though carried by currents of commuters streaming through the vast marble corridors and canyons, I rarely bump into anyone.