Every Building Must Have... Its Own Soul.

Also Marvelous In A Room Is The Light That Comes Through The Windows Of A Room And That Belongs To The Room. The Sun Does Not Realize How Beautiful It Is Until After A Room Is Made. A Man’s Creation, The Making Of A Room, Is Nothing Short Of A Miracle. Just Think, That A Man Can Claim A Slice Of The Sun.

Every Building Must Have... Its Own Soul.

Architecture Appears For The First Time When The Sunlight Hits A Wall. The Sunlight Did Not Know What It Was Before It Hit A Wall.

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.

All Material In Nature, The Mountains And The Streams And The Air And We, Are Made Of Light Which Has Been Spent, And This Crumpled Mass Called Material Casts A Shadow, And The Shadow Belongs To Light.