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The Right To Have Access To Every Building In The City By Private Motorcar In An Age When Everyone Possesses Such A Vehicle Is Actually The Right To Destroy The City.

In War, The Army Is Not Merely A Pure Consumer, But A Negative Producer.

Today, The Notion Of Progress In A Single Line Without Goal Or Limit Seems Perhaps The Most Parochial Notion Of A Very Parochial Century.

We Have Created An Industrial Order Geared To Automatism, Where Feeble-mindedness, Native Or Acquired, Is Necessary For Docile Productivity In The Factory; And Where A Pervasive Neurosis Is The Final Gift Of The Meaningless Life That Issues Forth At The Other End.

Architecture Is Either The Prophecy Of An Unformed Society Or The Tomb Of A Finished One.