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

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.

A room is not a room without natural light.

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

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.

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

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.