Sistine Chapel Books

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Michelangelo and the Pope's Ceiling Michelangelo and the Pope's Ceiling (Paperback)
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avg rating 3.85 — 39,514 ratings — published 2002
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Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel (Hardcover)
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avg rating 4.05 — 404 ratings — published 2009
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All Things Move: Learning to Look in the Sistine Chapel All Things Move: Learning to Look in the Sistine Chapel (Hardcover)
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avg rating 4.04 — 158 ratings — published 2023
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Michelangelo: A Life in Six Masterpieces Michelangelo: A Life in Six Masterpieces (Hardcover)
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avg rating 4.00 — 593 ratings — published 2014
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The Sistine Chapel The Sistine Chapel (Paperback)
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avg rating 3.88 — 33 ratings — published 1984
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Michelangelo, the Sistine Chapel Michelangelo, the Sistine Chapel (Hardcover)
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avg rating 4.21 — 89 ratings — published 1999
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Sistine Chapel Sistine Chapel (Paperback)
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avg rating 3.50 — 2 ratings — published 2012
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Sophrony Sakharov
“After long study of Michelangelo’s Last Judgment in the Sistine Chapel I discovered a partial analogy in the fresco with my conception of the Creation of the world. Look at Christ in the fresco, at the gesture He is making. Like some prize champion He hurls into the abyss all who have dared to oppose Him. The whole vast surface teems with people and angels trembling with fright. Suspended in some cosmic expanse, all are engrossed less with their own plight than with the wrath of Christ. He is in the centre and His anger is terrible. This, to be sure, is not how I see Christ. Michelangelo possessed great genius but not for liturgical subjects.

Let us reconstruct the fresco. Christ, naturally, must be in the centre, but a different Christ more in keeping with the revelation that we have of Him: Christ immensely powerful with the power of unassuming love. He is not a vindictive gesture. In creating us as free beings, He anticipated the likelihood, perhaps the inevitability, of the tragedy of the fall of man. Summoning us from the darkness of non-being, His fateful gesture flings us into the secret realms of cosmic life. ‘In all places and fulfilling all things,’ He stays for ever close to us. He loves us in spite of our senseless behaviour. He calls to us, is always ready to respond to our cries for help and guide our fragile steps through all the obstacles that lie in our path. He respects us as on a par with Him. His ultimate idea for us is to see us in eternity verily His equals, His friends and brothers, the sons of the Father. He strives for this, He longs for it. This is our Christ, and as Man He sat on the right hand of the Father.”
Sophrony Sakharov, His Life Is Mine

Bijou Hunter
“I want to be strong.”
“You are strong.”
“Not really.”
Judd exhaled softly. “No, I guess not, but you’re stronger than you think. You’re stronger than when we met. Hell, you told me no and we both know that couldn’t have been easy.”
Giving him a little grin, I shrugged again. “Wasn’t that hard either.”
“Liar.”
Grinning wider, I sighed. “I really wanted you.”
Judd’s smile faded. “I know. I wanted you too.”
“That time has passed.”
“No. We still want it. That’s why you look at me like I’m both your salvation and a death sentence. You still want me and I clearly still want you.”
“You walked away.”
“I wanted you to do well on your own.”
“Then let me.”
“Now, I want you to do well on your own with me standing nearby. Also with me frequently inside you.”
“Don’t be nasty.”
“It wouldn’t be. Somehow, it’d be better than anything I’ve known.”
Even as my skin flushed at the thought of us alone and naked, I shrugged with disinterest. “That’s the Arby’s thing talking.”
“Stop with the Arby’s shit, will you? You’re a beautiful chick and I can’t get you out of my head. Comparing you to a fucking shit eatery isn’t acceptable. It’s like comparing the Sistine Chapel to my auntie’s house. Ain’t even close.”
Bijou Hunter, Damaged and the Knight

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