What I feel bad about is not having published very much in the last few years.

I have a book of buildings from 25,000 BC. These are huts built out of mammoth bones. These buildings were beautifully made, from the bones of the body into shelter.

I deeply believe in pluralism. I believe in the close proximity of multiple systems or agnostic systems.

Satire is fascinating stuff. It's deadly serious, and when politics begin to break down, there is a drift towards satire, because it's the only thing that makes any sense.

The corruption of the American soul is consumerism.

You can just drift unhappily towards this vision of heaven on earth, and ultimately that is what architecture is a vision of: Heaven on earth, at it's best.

The Irish and British, they love satire, its a large part of the culture.