Then hast our the Red Stone perfect with less labour, expense of time and costs, for the which ever thank God.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The stones in your driveway may have come from the slaves who spend all day breaking rocks because it's cheaper for the company to get them from India, where the labor is free. We are all connected. And we all have human value. That's what my work is about.
As the builders say, the larger stones do not lie well without the lesser.
We cannot afford idleness, waste or inefficiency.
If civilization has risen from the Stone Age, it can rise again from the Wastepaper Age.
The finest workers in stone are not copper or steel tools, but the gentle touches of air and water working at their leisure with a liberal allowance of time.
Imagine if all those kings and dukes hadn't commissioned those crazy cathedrals, paintings and music... we'd still be living in sticks and mud. Because none of those things made any economic sense. Human beings' capacity to 'waste time' is a miracle - but that's exactly what art is for.
For a variety of reasons, we are not producing at a given level of economic activity the jobs we used to have.
I soon realised that what had happened on a small scale cannot necessarily be repeated on a larger scale. The stones were so big that the amount of heat required was prohibitively expensive and wasteful.
Nothing is built on stone; all is built on sand, but we must build as if the sand were stone.
Everything had to be done in-between Stones time.