The Reward Of Labour Is Life. Is

One Man With An Idea In His Head Is In Danger Of Being Considered A Madman: Two Men With The Same Idea In Common May Be Foolish, But Can Hardly Be Mad; Ten Men Sharing An Idea Begin To Act, A Hundred Draw Attention As Fanatics, A Thousand And Society Begins To Tremble, A Hundred Thousand And There Is War Abroad, And The Cause Has Victories Tangible And Real; And Why Only A Hundred Thousand? Why Not A Hundred Million And Peace Upon The Earth? You And I Who Agree Together, It Is We Who Have To Answer That Question.

There Is No Excuse For Doing Anything Which Is Not Strikingly Beautiful.

If We Feel The Least Degradation In Being Amorous, Or Merry Or Hungry, Or Sleepy, We Are So Far Bad Animals & Miserable Men.

If There Is A Reason For Keeping The Wall Very Quiet, Choose A Pattern That Works All Over Without Pronounced Lines...put Very Succinctly, Architectural Effect Depends Upon A Nice Balance Of Horizontal, Vertical And Oblique. No Rules Can Say How Much Of Each; So Nothing Can Really Take The Place Of Feeling And Good Judgement.

Beauty, Which Is What Is Meant By Art, Using The Word In Its Widest Sense, Is, I Contend, No Mere Accident To Human Life, Which People Can Take Or Leave As They Choose, But A Positive Necessity Of Life.