Every Building Must Have... Its Own Soul.

We Are Born Of Light. The Seasons Are Felt Through Light. We Only Know The World As It Is Evoked By Light.

The Room Is The Beginning Of Architecture.

Design Is Not Making Beauty, Beauty Emerges From Selection, Affinities, Integration, Love.

You Say To A Brick, 'what Do You Want, Brick?' And Brick Says To You, 'i Like An Arch.' And You Say To Brick, 'look, I Want One, Too, But Arches Are Expensive And I Can Use A Concrete Lintel.' And Then You Say: 'what Do You Think Of That, Brick?' Brick Says: 'i Like An Arch.'

Just Think, That Man Can Claim A Slice Of The Sun.