Every Building Must Have... Its Own Soul.

Also Marvelous In A Room Is The Light That Comes Through The Windows Of A Room And That Belongs To The Room. The Sun Does Not Realize How Beautiful It Is Until After A Room Is Made. A Man’s Creation, The Making Of A Room, Is Nothing Short Of A Miracle. Just Think, That A Man Can Claim A Slice Of The Sun.

A Work Of Art... Is Not A Living Thing... That Walks Or Runs. But The Making Of A Life. That Which Gives You A Reaction. To Some It Is The Wonder Of Man's Fingers. To Some It Is The Wonder Of The Mind. To Some It Is The Wonder Of Technique. And To Some It Is How Real It Is. To Some, How Transcendent It Is. Like The 5th Symphony, It Presents Itself With A Feeling That You Know It, If You Have Heard It Once.

Even A Room Which Must Be Dark Needs At Least A Crack Of Light To Know How Dark It Is.

The Crocodile Must Want To Be A Crocodile For Reasons Of The Crocodile

How Accidental Our Existences Are, Really, And How Full Of Influence By Circumstance.