“I think people need housing. And there’s empty buildings, I think people should live in there.”

If anything I consider myself an anarchist.

I went to all the Love-Ins. I took my kids. I enjoyed myself.

As long as you gave it your best shot, even if in the opinion of others ‘you failed,’ you didn’t fail.

I know who I am. I don’t have to brag. I know what I contributed. I know what I did.

The struggle goes on. The victory is in the struggle, for me. And I accepted that a long time ago.

I prefer that for my own satisfaction over radio, there’s no audience. TV, there’s no audience. I need the response of the audience, even if it’s a silent response.

Every Friday I used to have about fifty, sixty kids who would wait for me on Sunset Boulevard and I’d take them all to dinner. All runaways.

The ruling class is smarter than you, and they’re more creative. And if you forget that lesson, you go down the drain.

The most brutal war, the greatest amount of casualties that America’s ever had.

My secret for success? I don’t know what the hell success means.

But find something that you absolutely love doing. And then get to love the way you do it. That’s the uniqueness of all of us. That’s it.

America gets the politicians they deserve. That’s it. And you keep struggling.

Understood what the struggle was about. My mother. Couldn’t read or write, but she had more sense than many a graduate from Harvard.

Do they have a right? You’re damn right they have a right!

What motivated me? My mother. My mother was an immigrant woman, a peasant woman, struggled all her life, worked in the garment center.

I was an organizer in the Food, Agricultural and Tobacco Workers Union down in North Carolina.

I am building a stairway to the stars. I have the authority to take the whole of mankind up there with me. That is why I write.

We have not come to compete with one another. We have come to complete one another.

Concepts differentiate architecture from mere building…A bicycle shed with a concept is architecture; a cathedral without one is just a building.

So that buildings and structures you normally pass without a glance suddenly become arresting, even beautiful? Well, they seem to have that light in Australia nearly all the time.

I’ve had a lot of experience building things, organizing things, a national scholarship program.

I know that New York is big, there are huge buildings, but in fact, it’s quite small and contained.

Big Ben just kept building up. It ended up coming off the field. It kept taking over. Superman kept taking over Clark Kent and you just never saw who Ben Roethlisberger was any more.

I live in an apartment building built in 1925, and it hasn’t been heavily renovated, so I feel very much connected to that time and what went on in that place.