If we do not honor our past, we lose our future. If we destroy our roots, we cannot grow.

Everything is so infinitely simple, so infinitely beautiful.

If man walks in nature's midst, then he is nature's guest and must learn to behave as a well-brought-up guest.

Paradises an only be made with our own hands, with our own creativity in harmony with the free creativity of nature.

A person in a rented apartment must be able to lean out of his window and scrape off the masonry within arm's reach. And he must be allowed to take a long brush and paint everything outside within arm's reach. So that it will be visible from afar to everyone in the street that someone lives there who is different from the imprisoned, enslaved, standardised man who lives next door.

There are no evils in Nature, there are only evils of Man.

Today we live in a chaos of straight lines, in a jungle of straight lines. If you do not believe this, take the trouble to count the straight lines which surround you. Then you will understand, for you will never finish counting.