Man loves everything that satisfies his comfort. He hates everything that wants to draw him out of his acquired and secured position and that disturbs him. Thus he loves the house and hates art.

Man loves everything that satisfies his comfort. He hates everything that wants to draw him out of his acquired and secured position and that disturbs him. Thus he loves the house and hates art.

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

Supply and demand regulate architectural form.

The house has to serve comfort. The work of art is revolutionary; the house is conservative.

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.

Be truthful. Nature only sides with truth.