The Story
You enter the eastern end of Saint-Denis and feel the old wall give way to brightness. Chapels curve around the altar like petals, and each one seems pierced by color. This was the moment Gothic architecture first spoke clearly. Suger wanted pilgrims to feel that they had crossed from the ordinary world into a world refined by light. The stone is still there, holding everything up, but it behaves with new grace. The building seems to inhale.