I remember summing up what I took to be ourdestiny, in conversation with my best friend at Chartres, by the formula,'Term, holidays, term, holidays, till we leave school, and then work, work, work till we die.'

-Lewis, C(live) S(taples)
  Surprised by  Joy, ch.4.

In the modern city, it takes on the status of a cathedral, our Chartres, our Notre Dame, our marble museum of the soul.

-Rodriguez, Richard
  On San Francisco's new Museum of Modern Art. In the MacNeil-Lehrer Report, 27 Feb.