The Sistine Chapel is an extraordinary work of education - it lays out all the early books of the Bible.
No man can hinder our private addresses to God; every man can build a chapel in his breast, himself the priest, his heart the sacrifice, and the earth he treads on, the altar.
On Sofia Coppola's 16th birthday, way back in 1987, I stole a lip gloss from her Sistine Chapel of a bedroom. Years later, I left a Chanel lip gloss in the reception of the Mercer Hotel for her. You know why? I believe that you've got to fix your karma.
Mining in BC's Sacred Headwaters is like drilling for oil in the Sistine Chapel
My friends, it is one thing to go to church or chapel; it is quite another thing to go to God.
A peaceful home is as sacred a place as any chapel or cathedral.
St. Paul's Chapel stands - without so much as a broken window. Little miracle.
Fashion is everywhere. Everywhere! Flowers are fashion to me, the sky is fashion, my garden is fashion. My darling, the Sistine Chapel is fashion.
Even God had a Welsh name : He spoke to him in the old language; He was to have a peculiar care For the Welsh people. History showed us He was too big to be nailed to the wall Of a stone chapel, yet still we crammed him Between the boards of a black book.
Take the money and run.
There are no conditions in which we subordinate the interests of the class as a whole to the interests of any sect, any chapel, any separate organization.
I'm not going for the sixteenth chapel.
In the chapel you prayed to be a saint and now I will make you a god.
I am proud of my connections to Carolina and pleased to know that some results from a lifetime of work on television, film, stage and recordings will have a permanent home in Chapel Hill.
Nature is our chapel.
The moonlight builds its cold chapel again out of piecemeal darkness.
There's no such thing as a coincidence in a prayer chapel.
Why build a zoo when we can just put up a fence around Chapel Hill?
Mind you, Mount Rushmore isn't exactly the Parthenon or the Sistine Chapel either. After the naïve daftness of the Crazy Horse monument, I find the pompous idiocy of those four presidents somehow more risible still. Wishing to show respect or feel a vicarious thrill of admiration and pride, I can only giggle. For which I am very sorry. Any loyal American reading this who feels outraged and insulted is free to explode with derisive snorts of laughter at any British equivalent.
If Michaelangelo were a heterosexual, the Sistine Chapel would have been painted basic white and with a roller.