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.

Materialism has never been so ominous as now in North America, as management takes over.

Only when inspired to go beyond consciousness by some extraordinary insight does beauty manifest unexpectedly.

No wonder the film industry started in the desert in California where, like all desert dwellers, they dream their buildings, rather than design them.

With production alone as the goal, industry in North America was dominated by the assembly line, standardization for mass consumption.

The way of architecture is the quiet voice that underlies it and has guided it from the beginning.

The details are the very source of expression in architecture. But we are caught in a vice between art and the bottom line.