The room has to be comfortable; the house has to look habitable.

The work of art is brought into the world without there being a need for it. The house satisfies a requirement. The work of art is responsible to none; the house is responsible to everyone. The work of art wants to draw people out of their state of comfort.

Supply and demand regulate architectural form.

The law courts must appear as a threatening gesture toward secret vice. The bank must declare: here your money is secure and well looked after by honest people.

Tattooed men who are not behind bars are either latent criminals or degenerate aristocrats. If someone who is tattooed dies in freedom, then he does so a few years before he would have committed murder.

Architecture arouses sentiments in man. The architect's task therefore, is to make those sentiments more precise.

The Potemkin city of which I wish to speak here is none other than our dear Vienna herself.