Notre Dame School Of Architecture
The University of Notre Dame School of Architecture was the first Catholic university in America to offer a degree in architecture, beginning in 1898. The School now runs undergraduate and post-graduate architecture programs.
The School of Architecture has approximately 200 undergraduate students and 30 graduate students. The School has its own library, which includes a rare book collection dedicated to the history of the study and practice of architecture in the United States. The School of Architecture is the smallest of the six major program divisions of the University (the others being the Mendoza College of Business, the College of Arts and Letters, the College of Engineering, the College of Science, and the Law School).
The School of Architecture is located in Bond Hall on the Notre Dame campus. In addition to the library, it holds offices, studios, classrooms, and a small eatery called Café Poche.
Read more about Notre Dame School Of Architecture: History of The School, Admissions, Rome Studies Program, Concentrations, Facilities, The Richard H. Driehaus Prize At The University of Notre Dame, Center For Building Communities, Summer Programs, Notable Alumni
Famous quotes containing the words notre, dame, school and/or architecture:
“Se bella piu satore, je notre so catore,
Je notre qui cavore, je la qu’, la qui, la quai!
Le spinash or le busho, cigaretto toto bello,
Ce rakish spagoletto, si la tu, la tu, la tua!
Senora pelefima, voulez-vous le taximeter,
La zionta sur le tita, tu le tu le tu le wa!”
—Charlie Chaplin (1889–1977)
“You know, a dame with a rod is like a guy with a knitting needle.”
—Geoffrey Homes (1902–1977)
“...I believed passionately that Communists were a race of horned men who divided their time equally between the burning of Nancy Drew books and the devising of a plan of nuclear attack that would land the largest and most lethal bomb squarely upon the third-grade class of Thomas Jefferson School in Morristown, New Jersey.”
—Fran Lebowitz (b. 1950)
“And when his hours are numbered, and the world
Is all his own, retiring, as he were not,
Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art
To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone,
Built in an age, the mad wind’s night-work,
The frolic architecture of the snow.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803–1882)