By Fashion And Built-in Obsolescence The Economies

Unable To Create A Meaningful Life For Itself, The Personality Takes Its Own Revenge: From The Lower Depths Comes A Regressive Form Of Spontaneity: Raw Animality Forms A Counterpoise To The Meaningless Stimuli And The Vicarious Life To Which The Ordinary Man Is Conditioned. Getting Spiritual Nourishment From This Chaos Of Events, Sensations, And Devious Interpretations Is The Equivalent Of Trying To Pick Through A Garbage Pile For Food.

Trend Is Not Destiny.

The Chief Function Of The City Is To Convert Power Into Form, Energy Into Culture, Dead Matter Into The Living Symbols Of Art, Biological Reproduction Into Social Creativity.

The City Is A Fact In Nature, Like A Cave, A Run Of Mackerel Or An Ant-heap. But It Is Also A Conscious Work Of Art, And It Holds Within Its Communal Framework Many Simpler And More Personal Forms Of Art. Mind Takes Form In The City; And In Turn, Urban Forms Condition Mind.

However Far Modern Science And Techniques Have Fallen Short Of Their Inherent Possibilities, They Have Taught Mankind At Least One Lesson; Nothing Is Impossible.