My attitude toward progress has passed from antagonism to boredom. I have long ceased to argue with people who prefer Thursday to Wednesday because it is Thursday.

In a world where everything is ridiculous, nothing can be ridiculed. You cannot unmask a mask.

The coming peril is the intellectual, educational, psychological and artistic overproduction, which, equally with economic overproduction, threatens the well-being of contemporary civilisation. People are inundated, blinded, deafened, and mentally paralysed by a flood of vulgar and tasteless externals, leaving them no time for leisure, thought, or creation from within themselves.

Thanks are the highest form of thought.

Why should ANYTHING go right; even observation and deduction? Why should not good logic be as misleading as bad logic? They are both movements in the brain of a bewildered ape?

Architecture approaches nearer than any other art to being irrevocable because it is so difficult to get rid of.

When once you have got hold of a vulgar joke, you may be certain that you have got hold of a subtle and spiritual idea.