Make me thy cup, that I may hold thy wine to the brim for thee and for thine.
Art always has to resist something. If it no longer resists, it is no longer art.
Architecture is surely not the design of space, certainly not the massing or organizing of volumes. These are the means, not the end. The end is the complete and total work of art.
In the end, we are all defined by the choices we make.
在田野的寂静中,过去的回声越来越响亮。