The architect represents neither a Dionysian nor an Apollinian condition: here it is the mighty act of will, the will which moves mountains, the intoxication of the strong will, which demands artistic expression. The most powerful men have always inspired the architects; the architect has always been influenced by power.

He who cannot give anything away cannot feel anything either.

How difficult it is to live when one feels that the judgment of many millenniums is around one and against one.

How do you expect to learn to dance when you have not even learned to walk! And above the dancer is still the flyer and his bliss.

You know these things as thoughts, but your thoughts are not your experiences, they are an echo and after-effect of your experiences: as when your room trembles whe na carriage goes past. I however am sitting in the carriage, and often I am the carriage itself. Ina man who thinks like this, the dichotomy between thinking and feeling, intellect and passion, has really disappeared. He feels his thoughts. He can fall in love with an idea. An idea can make him ill.

Only strong personalities can endure history, the weak are extinguished by it.

We can destroy only as creators