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Tags Photography Black and White Portrait Bruce Lee Books Libraries
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Library of University of Zurich, Faculty of Law by Santiago Calatrava, 2005.
Tags Architecture Interiors Libraries Santiago Calatrava University of Zurich Faculty of Law Zurich Switzerland 2000s
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fuckyeahbrutalism: Goddard Library, Clark University, Worcester, Massachusetts, 1968. (John M. Johansen)
Tags Architecture John M. Johansen Goddard Library Libraries 1960s
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archimaps: Library building in San Jose, California.
Tags Architecture Libraries San Jose California
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“Toward dawn, he dreamed that he was in hiding, in one of the naves of the Clementine Library. “What are you looking for?” a librarian wearing dark glasses asked him. “I’m looking for God,” Hladik replied. “God,” the librarian said, “is in one of the letters on one of the pages of one of the four hundred thousand volumes in the Clementine. My parents and my parents’ parents searched for that letter; I myself have gone blind searching for it.”
“Siempre imaginé que el Paraíso sería algún tipo de biblioteca.”
—Jorge Luis Borges
Central Library, University of California San Diego, 1970
(William Pereira)
Tags Architecture Photography Brutalism Libraries University of California San Diego William Pereira 1970s
Reblogged from Fuck Yeah Brutalism Source zabriskie-point
![I am unpacking my library. Yes, I am. The books are not yet on the shelves, not yet touched by the mild boredom of order. I cannot march up and down their ranks to pass them in review before a friendly audience. You need not fear any of that. Instead, I must ask you to join me in the disorder of crates that have been wrenched open, the air saturated with the dust of wood, the floor covered with torn paper, to join me among piles of volumes that are seeing daylight again after two years of darkness, so that you may be ready to share with me a bit of the mood—it is certainly not an elegiac mood but, rather, one of anticipation—which these books arouse in a genuine collector.
—Unpacking My Library, Walter Benjamin [15 July 1892—26 September 1940]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_logk6kyqyp1qds6xzo1_1280.jpg)
I am unpacking my library. Yes, I am. The books are not yet on the shelves, not yet touched by the mild boredom of order. I cannot march up and down their ranks to pass them in review before a friendly audience. You need not fear any of that. Instead, I must ask you to join me in the disorder of crates that have been wrenched open, the air saturated with the dust of wood, the floor covered with torn paper, to join me among piles of volumes that are seeing daylight again after two years of darkness, so that you may be ready to share with me a bit of the mood—it is certainly not an elegiac mood but, rather, one of anticipation—which these books arouse in a genuine collector.
—Unpacking My Library, Walter Benjamin [15 July 1892—26 September 1940]
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