The future of architecture lies in its past.

Honor is like an island, rugged and without a beach; once we have left it, we can never return.

You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait. Do not even wait, be quite still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.

Competition is a good thing, it forces you to keep improving.