How precious a book is in light of the offering, in the light of the one who has the privilege of this offering. The library tells you of this offering

Architecture appears for the first time when the sunlight hits a wall. The sunlight did not know what it was before it hit a wall.

I sense Light as the giver of all presences, and material as spent Light. What is made by Light casts a shadow, and the shadow belongs to Light.

We are born of light. The seasons are felt through light. We only know the world as it is evoked by light.

The sun never knew how great it was until it hit the side of a building.

A great building must begin with the unmeasurable, must go through measurable means when it is being designed and in the end must be unmeasurable.

Even a room which must be dark needs at least a crack of light to know how dark it is.

Design is not making beauty, beauty emerges from selection, affinities, integration, love.

A city is the place of availabilities. It is the place where a small boy, as he walks through it, may see something that will tell him what he wants to do his whole life.

Even a brick wants to be something

The creation of art is not the fulfillment of a need but the creation of a need. The world never needed Beethoven's Fifth Symphony until he created it. Now we could not live without it.

The breeze across the desert as the light died was so sweet she could almost drink it.

Procrastination is a form of punishment

You can say the same thing nicely.

Techniques are not the most difficult to teach. The attitudes chefs take are much more important.

Very little of the great cruelty shown by men can really be attributed to cruel instinct. Most of it comes from thoughtlessness or inherited habit. Extract from 'Memories of childhood and youth.'

If you write with passion in your own style, you will make a place for yourself

Everybody is using coffee. If possible, this must be prevented. My people must drink beer.

I spent the year behind on deadlines and everything else. It's only now in December that I feel even slightly caught up. 2016 has to be better.

In secret we met - In silence I grieve, That thy heart could forget, Thy spirit deceive. If I should meet thee After long years, How should I greet thee? - With silence and tears

God creates out of nothing. Therefore, until a man is nothing, God can make nothing out of him.