Art Is A Mediator Of The Unspeakable.

I Call Architecture Frozen Music.

A Mind, Once Formed, Is Never Suited After, One Yet In Growth Will Ever Grateful Be. [ger., Wer Fertig Ist, Dem Ist Nichts Recht Zu Machen, Ein Werdender Wird Immer Dankbar Sein.]

A Man's Name Is Not Like A Mantle Which Merely Hangs About Him...but A Perfectly Fitting Garment, Which, Like The Skin, Has Grown Over Him, At Which One Cannot Rake And Scrape Without Injuring The Man Himself.

Everything We Do Has A Result. But That Which Is Right And Prudent Does Not Always Lead To Good, Nor The Contrary To What Is Bad.

In All Times It Is Only Individuals That Have Advanced Science, Not The Age.