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.

The delusion of entertainment is devoid of meaning. It may amuse us for a bit, but after the initial hit we are left with the dark feeling of desolation.

After 1980, you never heard reference to space again. Surface, the most convincing evidence of the descent into materialism, became the focus of design. Space disappeared.

Nearly all of the advances in structural and aesthetic innovation is coming from abroad.

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

Whenever we witness art in a building, we are aware of an energy contained by it.

We are yet to have a conscience at all about the exploitation of human cultures.