The good is not a category that interests me.

Manhattan has generated a shameless architecture that has been loved in direct proportion to its defiant lack of self-hatred, has been respected exactly to the degree that it went too far.

Talk about beauty and you get boring answers, but talk about ugliness and things get interesting.

Our office acts like a kind of educational establishment and we are very careful who we educate.

I like fashion, whether or not it's overpriced, because it creates a sense of the sublime with relatively few means.

Let's put it this way: One can be happy or unhappy in a building. But some buildings make us more depressed than others.

The City is an addictive machine from which there is no escape