Illusion is needed to disguise the emptiness within.

Our engineering departments build freeways which destroy a city or a landscape, in the process.

Great buildings that move the spirit have always been rare. In every case they are unique, poetic, products of the heart.

We can appreciate but not really understand the medieval town. We cannot comprehend its compactness, the contiguity of all its buildings as a single uninterrupted whole.

In those countries with centuries of a craft tradition behind their building methods, techniques are tightly coordinated under the direction of the architect.

It is the mystery of the creative act that something other than our conscious self takes over.

Our universities advocate fragmentation in their course systems.