The history of humanity is not the history of its wars, but the history of its households.

True taste is forever growing, learning, reading, worshipping, laying its hand upon its mouth because it is astonished, casting its shoes from off its feet because it finds all ground holy.

All of one's life is music, if one touches the notes rightly, and in time.

Architecture concerns itself only with those characters of an edifice which are above and beyond its common use.

The noble grotesque involves the true appreciation of beauty.

Nature is always mysterious and secret in her use of means; and art is always likest her when it is most inexplicable.

God alone can finish.