The cell is a city of production centres, each part working away like mad, and it's co-ordinated. Six trillion cells in a body - you can't help but be moved.

But I do believe architecture, and all art, should be content-driven. It should have something to say beyond the sensational.

In 1979, postmodernism lost its understanding of the meaning of ornament. It degenerated into kitsch applique.

It's a mark of any icon that it should be open to iconoclasm.

Like our attitude to love, truth and goodness, we seem to be confident about knowing what beauty is - certain, even dogmatic - until we think hard about the idea, whereupon all confidence flies away.

The rule seems to be that there are no absolutes, that what is rare is prized. Thus, in times of relative affluence, thin models become dominant.

A sign to me is a one-liner, a symbol is very complex and my house is a series of symbols.

Cant you see, we are in a dialogue with the universe?

What is a garden if not a miniaturization and celebration, of the place we are in, the universe?

What is the most interesting thing to people? Other people.

I think any cancer patient, if you dig not too deeply, they want to live.

And as I venture into anothers pit of everlasting darkness, I'll return with a simple blackened rose. and with that rose I shall write the stories it tells.

Wearing a Democratic label no longer matches what I know about my country and its possibilities.

When you think about where are you going to find that big love of your life, you seldom think it's someone you already know. You think it's someone you're yet to meet.

You don't have to do a lot of quantity. It's the quality that counts.

If the world ends, I'll just head on down to Kentucky because they're always 20 years behind.

My regimen is lust and avarice for exercise, gluttony and sloth for relaxation.

I'm all over the place. As you may have seen from the credits, I write with everybody.

I was never crippled until I lost hope.

He whose pure mind turns inward and searches whence does this 'I' arise, knows the Self and merges in You, the Lord, as a river into the sea.