Every creative act draws on the past whether it pretends to or not. It draws on what it knows. There's no such thing, really, as a creative act in a vacuum.

The building is a national tragedy - a cross between a concrete candy box and a marble sarcophagus in which the art of architecture lies buried.

Every age cuts and pastes history to suit its own purposes; art always has an ax to grind.

Good architecture is still the difficult, conscientious, creative, expressive planning for that elusive synthesis that is a near-contradiction in terms: efficiency and beauty.

What counts more than style is whether architecture improves our experience of the built world; whether it makes us wonder why we never noticed places in quite this way before.

New York, thy name is irreverence and hyperbole. And grandeur.

Every generation tailors history to its taste.

Symbol and metaphor are as much a part of the architectural vocabulary as stone and steel.

Real estate is the closest thing to the proverbial pot of gold.

Nothing was more up-to-date when it was built, or is more obsolete today, than the railroad station.

Postmodernism is a freewheeling, unfettered, and unapologetic pursuit of style.

Truthfulness is a luxury, perhaps the greatest, and let me assure you, the most expensive luxury in our life—and happy the man who has been able to enjoy it from his very child hood.

Asking questions is an essential daily habit, because your experiences are often in proportion to the questions you ask.

All the fame I look for in life is to have lived it quietly.

I was thrilled one year when I was younger when not only did my brothers get hockey sticks for Christmas - but I did too!

I'm not a star, I hate that word, and I'm an entertainer. Stars fall, you know, I'm an entertainer. I want to be known as an entertainer.

It's a difficult business, creating a new, alternative civilization.

I'm always very happy to talk to people. I relate to people, and the guy on stage is very much the guy that's off stage. People know when it's fake.

No one likes a show-off, but if parallel parking was an Olympic sport, I would get gold, no probs.

The only works of righteousness that serve to justify a sinner are the works of Christ.

I am still better than lots of players.