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

Chairs are architecture, sofas are bourgeois.

Architects everywhere have recognized the need of ... a tool which may be put in the hands of creators of form, with the simple aim ... of making the bad difficult and the good easy.

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

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.

The home should be the treasure chest of living.

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