Genius is personal, decided by fate, but it expresses itself by means of system. There is no work of art without system.

It is a question of building which is at the root of the social unrest of today: architecture or revolution.

Architecture is the masterly, correct, and magnificent play of masses brought together in light. Our eyes are made to see forms in light: light and shade reveal these forms.

I prefer drawing to talking. Drawing is faster, and leaves less room for lies.

Our world, like a charnel-house, is strewn with the detritus of dead epochs.

A hundred times have I thought New York is a catastrophe and 50 times: It is a beautiful catastrophe.

Belgrade is the ugliest city in the world in the most beautiful place in the world.