A great building must begin with the unmeasurable, must go through measurable means when it is being designed and in the end must be unmeasurable.

Architecture appears for the first time when the sunlight hits a wall. The sunlight did not know what it was before it hit a wall.

I sense Light as the giver of all presences, and material as spent Light. What is made by Light casts a shadow, and the shadow belongs to Light.

We are born of light. The seasons are felt through light. We only know the world as it is evoked by light.

The sun never knew how great it was until it hit the side of a building.

Even a room which must be dark needs at least a crack of light to know how dark it is.

Design is not making beauty, beauty emerges from selection, affinities, integration, love.

A city is the place of availabilities. It is the place where a small boy, as he walks through it, may see something that will tell him what he wants to do his whole life.

Even a brick wants to be something

The creation of art is not the fulfillment of a need but the creation of a need. The world never needed Beethoven's Fifth Symphony until he created it. Now we could not live without it.

I Use The Square To Begin My Solutions Because The Square Is A Non-choice, Really. In The Course Of Development, I Search For The Forces That Would Disprove The Square.

You can't just make me different and then leave

They want the federal government controlling Social Security like it's some kind of federal program.

Grace does not depend on what we have done, but on what God has done for us.

It is not the employer who pays wages - he only handles the money. It is the product that pays wages.

Dollars cannot buy yesterday.

I don't rely on catchphrases or really like sing-along. I just do whatever I feel. Whatever the beat makes me say, I do that and I run with that. It's been working for me, so I'd be cool with that.

You can make the best of it and be content, or you can complain, it makes no difference. What does it matter that human beings judge the things that exist?

As I forgive, I set myself free and experience the bliss of inner peace.

My work speaks for itself.

Young Adam Cupid, he that shot so trim, When King Cophetua loved the beggar-maid!