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- Subject: Re: motivations
- From: Michael Armstrong <mike.a@DIAL.PIPEX.COM>
- Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 14:03:07 -0500
- Message-Id: <199901081903.LAA20188@palimpsest.Stanford.EDU>
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Several years ago on one of our early trips to Paris my wife suggested we
visit the old royal chapel, Sainte-Chapelle, just behind the Palais de
Justice on the Ille de la Cit=E9. I stepped through the doorway and was
rendered almost speechless, it was breathtaking, there were tears in my
eyes and all I could do was gasp, "Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God!" My
wife asked if I was OK. I told her the royal chapel was the most beautiful
thing I had ever seen. She smiled, "Michael you prat, this isn't the Royal
Chapel. This is for the servants. The Royal Chapel is upstairs."
There is no doubt that "upstairs" is a far more sophisticated work of art
and one of the outstanding sites of western Europe. And I guess I am a bit
more sophisticated now than I was then; I at least know more.
Nevertheless, nothing since has ever hit me like that.
Mitchell, very many thanks for such a thought provoking question.