“If you wisely invest in beauty, it will remain with you all the days of your life.”

Nature is never other than serene even in a thunderstorm.

You can use an eraser on the drafting table or a sledge hammer on the construction site.

Freedom lies within.

Nature is all the body of God we mortals will ever see.

A doctor can bury his mistakes, but an architect can only advice his clients to plant vines.

Less is more only when more is too much.

Early in life I had to choose between honest arrogance and hypocritical humility. I chose honest arrogance and have seen no occasion to change.

The Machine is Intellect mastering the drudgery of the earth that the plastic art may live; that the margin of leisure and strength by which man’s life upon earth can be made beautiful, may immeasurably widen; its function ultimately to emancipate human expression!

Early in my career, I had to choose between an honest arrogance and a hypercritical humility… I deliberately choose an honest arrogance, and I’ve never been sorry.

A professional is one who does his best work when he feels the least like working.

The primitive ideals of centralization are now largely self-defeating. Human crucifixion by vertically on the now static checkerboard of the old city is pattern already in agony; yet for lack of any organic planning it is going on and on-not living, but rather hanging by its eyebrows from its nervous system.

The longer I live, the more beautiful life becomes.

The belief in a thing makes it happen.

Life is truth.

Bring out the nature of the materials. Let their nature intimately into your scheme.

Nature is my manifestation of God.

Graffiti is beautiful; like a brick in the face of a cop.

Beauty is everywhere. And my photography came naturally without any particular inspirations growing up.

I stepped into love with grace. I stepped out of love with grace. The beginning was beautiful. The ending was beautiful.

On the verge of what is there to see, a beautiful landscape of the sea washing away what we’re made off, looking back we drown we fall.

God does not look at riches, titles, education, or beauty. There is only one thing that God does look at, and that is the soul.

What an intimidating kind of beauty a rainbow holds. Then of course, there’s the jealously dripping between vampirish teeth of those who dare mock it.

If you look round Hollywood there’s no end of white smiles and six packs. Long lines of beautiful people lining up to be incredible on film.

I welcome all creatures of the world with grace.