我们这个时代的真正建筑将是反映我们精神需求的建筑。

I write to find out what I think.

The longer life goes on, the fewer those around you to challenge your account of things, to remind you that life is not as you tell it, but as you remember it.

The voice of the sea is seductive, never ceasing, whispering, clamoring, murmuring, inviting the soul to wander in abysses of solitude.

The future of energy is low carbon, and we need to be at the forefront of that transition.

There are things that happen and leave no discernible trace, are not spoken or written of, though it would be very wrong to say that subsequent events go on indifferently, all the same, as though such things had never been.