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Bridging: Technical spaces/Spacing technology
"…bridges that stride the rivers like giant gymnasts, flashing in the sun with a glitter of knives…"- Tomasso Marinetti
"…Along the iron veins that traverse the frame of our country, beat and flow the fiery pulses of its exertion, hotter and faster every hour. All vitality is concentrated through those throbbing arteries into the central cities; the country is passed over like a green sea by narrow bridges, and we are thrown back in continually closer crowds on the city gates…"- John Ruskin
"Life is a bridge. Cross over it, but build no house on it."- Indian proverb
"Poor and rich are equally forbidden to spend the night under the bridges."- Anatole France
"The bridge swings over the stream 'with ease and power.' It does not just connect banks that are already there. The banks emerge as banks only as the bridge crosses the stream. The bridge designedly causes them to lie across from each other. One side is set off against the other by the bridge. Nor do the banks stretch along the stream as indifferent border strips of the dry land. With the banks, the bridge brings to the stream the one and the other expanse of the landscape lying behind them. It brings stream and bank and land into each other's neighborhood. The bridge gathers the earth as landscape around the stream. Thus it guides and attends the stream through the meadows. Resting upright in the stream's bed, the bridge-piers bear the swing of the arches that leave the stream's waters to run their course. The waters may wander on quiet and gay, the sky's floods from storm or thaw may shoot past the piers in torrential waves- the bridge is ready for the sky's weather and its fickle nature. Even where the bridge covers the stream, it holds its flow up to the sky by taking it for a moment under the vaulted gateway and then setting it free once more."- Martin Heidegger
"…a third term to cross the abyss, to heal over the gaping wound and think the gap…"- Jacques Derrida
"What is great in Man is that he is a bridge and not a destination: what can be loved in Man is that he goes across and goes under."- Friedrich Nietzsche
"Near and
Hard to grasp, the god.
Yet where danger lies,
Grows that which saves.
Eagles dwell
In darkness, and without fear
The sons of the Alps span the abyss
On lightly built bridges.
Since the peaks of Time lie
Heaped around us and those we love
Live near, languishing
On separate mountains,
Give us innocent waters
O give us wings so that, faithful-minded,
We might cross over and back."- Friedrich Holderlin
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