Luis Barragan Quotes

a perfect piece of architecture kindles that aimless reverie, which bears the soul we know not whither.

With a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.

Cultures cherish artists because they are people who can say, Look at that.

Every living person and thing responds to beauty. We all thirst for it. We receive strength and renewal by seeing stirring and satisfying sites.

The late evening is the time of times. Then with that unearthly beauty before one it is not hard to realise how far one has to go. To write something that will be worthy of that rising moon, that pale light.

In your beauty, how to make poems.

The world is beautiful but not sayable. That's why we need art.

Only through Beauty's morning-gate, dost thou penetrate the land of knowledge.

Architecture falls between art and airports. It's pragmatic-it helps you get from point A to point B. But it also works as art. It makes you think twice. It inspires you. It brings you back to yourself.

Art trains the mind through the eye, and the eye through the mind. As the sun colors flowers, so does art color life.

Wittgenstein once wrote that when the eye sees something beautiful, the hand wants to draw it. I wish I could draw you.

It was Sophie ( Sophie Arp Tauber, woman artist and later Arp's wife) who, by the example of her work and her life, both of them bathed in clarity, showed me the right way. In her world, the high and the low, the light and the dark, the eternal and the ephemeral, are balanced in prefect equilibrium.

You do not reach the sublime by degrees; the distance between it and the merely beautiful is infinite.

You need the art in order to love the life.

The temple of art is built of words. Painting and sculpture and music are but the blazon of its windows, borrowing all their significance from the light, and suggestive only of the temple's uses.

True works of art are a manifestation of the higher laws of nature.

There is nothing more musical than a sunset.

One should be a painter. As a writer, I feel the beauty, which is almost entirely colour, very subtle, very changeable, running over my pen, as if you poured a large jug of champagne over a hairpin.

But of works of art little can be said.

More primordial than any idea, beauty will be manifest as the herald and generator or ideas.

Music is edifying, for from time to time it sets the soul in operation.

In alarming proportions the following words have disappeared from architectural publications: beauty, inspiration, magic, sorcery, enchantment, and also serenity, mystery, silence, privacy, astonishment. All of these have found a loving home in my soul.

Without art there is no hope.