Architects in planning rooms today have forgotten their faith in natural light. Depending on the touch of a finger to a switch, they are satisfied with static light and forget the endlessly changing qualities of natural light, in which a room is a different room every second of the day.

Every time a student walks past a really urgent, expressive piece of architecture that belongs to his college, it can help reassure him that he does have that mind, does have that soul.

Every building must have... its own soul.

How accidental our existences are, really, and how full of influence by circumstance.

In a small room one does not say what one would in a large room.

Thoughts exchanged by one and another are not the same in one room as in another.

Even a brick wants to be something