I just want to make my last demand in reverence to the work of what has been done by architects of the past. what was, has always been. what is, has always been. and what will be, has always been. such is the nature of beginning.

A city is the place of availabilities. It is the place where a small boy, as he walks through it, may see something that will tell him what he wants to do his whole life.

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

Just think, that man can claim a slice of the sun.

The nature of space reflects what it wants to be.

Greek architecture taught me that the column is where the light is not, and the space between is where the light is. It is a matter of no-light, light, no-light, light. A column and a column brings light between them. To make a column which grows out of the wall and which makes its own rhythm of no-light, light, no-light, light: that is the marvel of the artist.

If people want to see Beaux-Arts, it's fine with me. I'm interested in good architecture as anybody else.