I think of myself as no more than 60. What I could do at 60, I can still do now.

Turning 102 is crap, and there is nothing to commemorate.

When students leave college, they are like children who know nothing about the problems of life, and don't have a political stance.

My architecture is easy to understand. And enjoy. I hope it also is hard to forget.

A church is something very beautiful. It is nice when people feel happy in it. But I am not a religious man. Look at us, and then at the infinity of space. We are rather small insignificant creatures, wouldn’t you say?

I pick up my pen. It flows. A building appears. There it is. There is nothing more to say.

Architecture was my way of expressing my ideals: to be simple, to create a world equal to everyone, to look at people with optimism, that everyone has a gift. I don’t want anything but general happiness. Why is that bad?