Our own epoch is determining, day by day, its own style. Our eyes, unhappily, are unable yet to discern it.

Considerable sacrifices were demanded of the inhabitants of the machine in order that purely abstract formal development... might be carried as far as possible.

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

When does a building actually become a built?

We must kill the street. We shall truly enter into modern town planning only after we have accepted this preliminary determination.

A house is a machine for living in.

The mathematical phenomenon always develops out of simple arithmetic, so useful in everyday life, out of numbers, those weapons of the gods: the gods are there, behind the wall, at play with numbers.