The building is a national tragedy - a cross between a concrete candy box and a marble sarcophagus in which the art of architecture lies buried.

Really living without clutter takes an iron will ... This involves eternal watchfulness and that oldest and most relentless of the housewife's occupations, picking up. I have a feeling that picking up will go on long after ways have been found to circumvent death and taxes.

Every generation tailors history to its taste.

Summer is the time when one sheds one's tensions with one's clothes, and the right kind of day is jeweled balm for the battered spirit. A few of those days and you can become drunk with the belief that all's right with the world.

Postmodernism is a freewheeling, unfettered, and unapologetic pursuit of style.

No matter what an architect may be at home, he becomes a monumentalist when he comes to Washington.

Only a Californian would have observed that it is becoming increasingly difficult to tell the real fake from the fake fake.