[Photo Journal] Regensburger Dom

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Every Tuesday, we share photographs from our recent or long-ago travels, or just everyday stuff that appealed to our mindful eye and sharp sensibilities as captured through fleeting images.

Regensburger Dom: St. Peter’s Cathedral

As I was going through my Europe photos, I realized that there are quite a few more that I haven’t shared here. When I was serving as an International Research Fellow in Munich back in 2017, I made sure that I also took side trips during the weekend. One of which is the Regensburger Dom, where I had the chance to visit the St. Peter’s Cathedral.

According to Wikipedia:

The Regensburg Cathedral (German: Dom St. Peter or Regensburger Dom), also known as St. Peter’s Cathedral, is an example of important Gothic architecture within the German state of Bavaria. It is a landmark for the city of Regensburg, Germany, and the seat of the Catholic Diocese of Regensburg.

I think that cars today are almost the exact equivalent of the great Gothic cathedrals; I mean the supreme creation of an era, conceived with passion by unknown artists, and consumed in image if not in usage by a whole population which appropriates them as a purely magical object.
― Roland Barthes, Mythologies

It seemed she was in a cathedral—if, that is, the earth itself were to dream a cathedral into being over thousands of years of water weeping through stone. 
― Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

I never weary of great churches. It is my favourite kind of mountain scenery. Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral. 
― Robert Louis Stevenson

The rooks were sailing about the cathedral towers; and the towers themselves, overlooking many a long unaltered mile of the rich country and its pleasant streams, were cutting the bright morning air as if there were no such thing as change on earth. 
― Charles Dickens, David Copperfield

Once through it they were in a discreet road bordered on each side with gracious old houses standing back in walled gardens. Here dwelt the Canons of the Cathedral with their respective wives and families, and the few elderly ladies of respectable antecedents, blameless life and orthodox belief who were considered worthy to be on intimate terms with them.
― Elizabeth Goudge, A City of Bells