“The house thinks of the present.”

The Potemkin city of which I wish to speak here is none other than our dear Vienna herself.

A vertical stroke: the male who penetrates her.

The house satisfies a requirement.

It was the first work of art. A horizontal stroke: the woman lying down.

Man loves everything that satisfies his comfort.

All art is erotic.

The work of art is responsible to none; the house is responsible to everyone.

Lack of ornamentation is a sign of spiritual strength.

The room has to be comfortable; the house has to look habitable.

Be truthful. Nature only sides with truth.

Supply and demand regulate architectural form.

He hates everything that wants to draw him out of his acquired and secured position and that disturbs him.

The work of art wants to draw people out of their state of comfort.

The work is a private matter for the artist. The house is not.

I have emerged victorious from my thirty years of struggle.

he architect’s task therefore, is to make those sentiments more precise.

Sometimes having a good time can be the outward evidence of a deep re-thinking.

This is the case with thousands: they appear desirous of knowing the truth, but have not patience to wait in a proper way to receive an answer to their question.

But as I’ve gotten older, and I look at the world, I think there’s a lot of ways in which that kind of building up from the smallest building blocks doesn’t actually account for the world.

I don’t think you care about that as much as you care about playing music.

Something is missing, we think. And so we long for the thing we’ve missed and can’t name, and out of that wanting – well, everything else rises, good and bad.

Remember that the word of God is not sent to particular persons, as if by name; and do not think you have no part in it, because you are not named there.

I think we need to make it clear that your growth of the former Soviet Union is over

Husband, when you tell your wife to go for counseling alone (because you think going to see a counselor is a sign you have failed) is like having a car you love overheat and deciding it’s not manly to take it to the mechanic.