You may think a crime horrible because you could never commit it. I think it is horrible because I could commit it.

The modern city is ugly not because it is a city but because it is not enough of a city, because it is a jungle, because it is confused and anarchic, and surging with selfish and materialistic energies.

I am the fool in this story, and no rebel shall hurl me from my throne.

I believe in preaching to the converted; for I have generally found that the converted do not understand their own religion.

We actually love ourselves more than we love joy.

I still hold. . .that the suburbs ought to be either glorified by romance and religion or else destroyed by fire from heaven, or even by firebrands from the earth.

One can sometimes do good by being the right person in the wrong place.