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

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.'

The Sun Does Not Realise How Wonderful It Is Until After A Room Is Made.

Architects In Planning Rooms Today Have Forgotten Their Faith In Natural Light. Depending On The Touch Of A Finger To A Switch, They Are Satisfied With Static Light And Forget The Endlessly Changing Qualities Of Natural Light, In Which A Room Is A Different Room Every Second Of The Day.

A City Is The Place Of Availabilities. It Is The Place Where A Small Boy, As He Walks Through It, May See Something That Will Tell Him What He Wants To Do His Whole Life.