Monastry

the whole world is a monastry to a monk, the world is a circus to a clown and earth a playground to a child. Ever read the biography of Yul Brynner – the world is a subject to a King.

Yes, old pirate – Yours Truly can certainly spell 'monastery', as you would know if you had come across my witty text on moaning monks and missing vital elements!! Now – looking at your grief-stricken sentence, what can I do with one missing apostrophe, and the missing terminals 'e' and 'l'?! Pop them into my Enigma machine, perhaps – or send them down the road to that bright girl in the convent...I believe she may be the secret lover of one of the monks in the monastry.

i designed a series of houses for recluses which were similiar to monasteries: there was no dining room or bedroom, those were the refectory and the dorter. while the space of solace in a monastery was the cloister, in the house for a recluse, the space of inward focus was the bathroom. seriously. the entire house was centered around the bathroom, in fact the bath was the raison d'etre of the house. just as one can find scholastic knowledge in a monastic cloister, a space of inward focus, amongst their brethren, one could find solace, alone, in the bath. this is why minimalism is so great for bathrooms: when there is no decoration, just spare surroundings, one cannot hide from themselves.