Ah, to build, to build!
That is the noblest art of all arts.
Painting and sculpture are but images,
Are merely shadows cast by outward things
On stone or canvas, having in themselves
No separate existence. Architecture,
Existing in itself, and not in seeming
A something it is not, surpasses them
As substance shadow.
Michael Angelo: A Dramatic Poem / Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth (1884), Michael Angelo: A Dramatic Poem, New York, The Riverside Press, pp. 25