In every detail a city should reflect that human beings are sacred and that they are equal.

An advanced city is not one where even the poor use cars, but rather one where even the rich use public transport.

If we’re going to talk about transport, I would say that the great city is not the one that has highways, but one where a child on a tricycle or bicycle can go safely everywhere.

A bikeway is a symbol that shows that a citizen on a $30 bicycle is equally important as a citizen on a $30,000 car.

The essence of the conflict today, really, is cars versus people…We can have a city that is very friendly to cars, or a city that is very friendly to people. We cannot have both.

Children are a kind of indicator species. If we can build a successful city for children, we will have a successful city for all people.

Public space is for living, doing business, kissing, and playing. Its value can't be measured with economics or mathematics; it must be felt with the soul.

A protected bicycle lane in the city in a developing country is a powerful symbol, showing that a citizen on the $30 bicycle is as important as one in a $30,000 car

One symbol of lack of democracy is to have cars parked on the sidewalk.

God made us walking animals - pedestrians. As a fish needs to swim, a bird to fly, a deer to run, we need to walk, not in order to survive, but to be happy.

Urban transport is a political and not a technical issue. The technical aspects are very simple. The difficult decisions relate to who is going to benefit from the models adopted.

I would rather trust my child to a serpent than to a teacher who does not believe in God.

Without faith, God's grace is wasted, & without grace, faith is powerless.

Poets are band leaders who have failed.

But if we play it safe, the problem is that we may be losing out, and I believe we are.

Beauty- it was a glorious gift of nature.

Most men with nothing would rather protect the possibility of becoming rich than face the reality of being poor.

... but a dream is nothing more than reality shorn of cynicism.

Turn, gentle Hermit of the Dale, And guide my lonely way To where yon taper cheers the vale With hospitable ray.

Five minutes of a lifetime were truly spent, and we felt young in a good way.

I once sat next to Jim from Wild Kingdom on a flight from Atlanta. I find mentioning that opens a lot of doors.