To look at the cross-section of any plan of a big city is to look at something like the section of a fibrous tumor.

The insolence of authority is endeavoring to substitute money for ideas.

Bureaucrats: they are dead at 30 and buried at 60. They are like custard pies; you can't nail them to a wall.

Science can give us only the tools in the box, these mechanical miracles that it has already given us. But of what use to us are miraculous tools until we have mastered the humane, cultural use of them? We do not want to live in a world where the machine has mastered the man; we want to live in a world where man has mastered the machine.

Respect the masterpiece. It is true reverence to man. There is no quality so great, none so much needed now.

We should learn from the snail: it has devised a home that is both exquisite and functional.

San Francisco is the only city I can think of that can survive all the things you people are doing to it and still look beautiful.