Architecture is the reaching out for the truth.

Even a room which must be dark needs at least a crack of light to know how dark it is.

The Sun does not realise how wonderful it is until after a room is made.

I sense a Threshold: Light to Silence, Silence to Light - an ambiance of inspiration, in which the desire to be, to express, crosses with the possible Light to Silence, Silence to Light crosses in the sanctuary of art.

All material in nature, the mountains and the streams and the air and we, are made of Light which has been spent, and this crumpled mass called material casts a shadow, and the shadow belongs to Light.

The sun never knew how great it was until it hit the side of a building.

Consider the momentous event in architecture when the wall parted and the column became.