Architecture struck me between the eye and the eyeball.
We are born of light. The seasons are felt through light. We only know the world as it is evoked by light.
Consider the momentous event in architecture when the wall parted and the column became.
Architects in planning rooms today have forgotten their faith in natural light. Depending on the touch of a finger to a switch, they are satisfied with static light and forget the endlessly changing qualities of natural light, in which a room is a different room every second of the day.
In a small room one does not say what one would in a large room.
Even a room which must be dark needs at least a crack of light to know how dark it is.