New Ideas Often Need Old Buildings.

To Approach A City, Or Even A City Neighborhood, As If It Were A Larger Architectural Problem, Capable Of Being Given Order By Converting It Into A Disciplined Work Of Art, Is To Make The Mistake Of Attempting To Substitute Art For Life. The Results Of Such Profound Confusion Between Art And Life Are Neither Life Nor Art. They Are Taxidermy.

I Was So Grateful To Be Independent Of The Academic Establishment. I Thought, How Awful It Would Be To Have My Future Hinge On Such People And Such Decisions.

The Entrepreneurial Investors Of The Time Just Want To Repeat Themselves Indefinitely And Don't Know When To Stop. You Can't Do That. And So Finally The Housing Boom, Or The Auto Boom, Or Whatever It Is That's Been Carrying Things Along, Runs Out Of Customers.

It May Be That We Have Become So Feckless As A People That We No Longer Care How Things Do Work, But Only What Kind Of Quick, Easy Outer Impression They Give. If So, There Is Little Hope For Our Cities Or Probably For Much Else In Our Society. But I Do Not Think This Is So.

My Mother Used To Say When We Were Children, 'when A Boy Gets A Stick In His Hand, His Brains Run Out The Other End Of It.' Power Is A Stick In The Hand, And I Have Never Heard Of Anybody Who Wielded A Very Big Stick Of Power Whose Brains Did Not Run Out The Other End. As A Nation, Our Brains Are Running Out The Other End Of Our Power Right Now.