“Give me the luxuries of life and I will gladly do without the necessities.”

Why, I just shake the buildings out of my sleeves.

The good building is not one that hurts the landscape, but one which makes the landscape more beautiful than it was before the building was built.

I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.

Good taste is not a substitute for knowledge.

Wood is universally beautiful to man. It is the most humanly intimate of all materials.

The truth is more important than the facts.

A box is more a coffin for the human spirit than an inspiration.

There is no true understanding of any art without some knowledge of its philosophy. Only then does its meaning come clear.

An expert is a man who has stopped thinking. Why should he think? He is an expert.

An architect’s most useful tools are an eraser at the drafting board and a wrecking ball at the site.

The best thing to do is go as far out as you can get… what you regard as ‘too far’-and when others follow, as they will, move on.

Building becomes architecture only when the mind of man consciously takes it and tries with all his resources to make it beautiful, to put concordance, sympathy with nature, and all that into it. Then you have architecture.

Youth is not an age thing. It’s a quality. Once you’ve had it, you never lose it.

Art for art’s sake is a philosophy of the well-fed.

Each material has its own message.

Space is the breath of art.

Sorrow is brief but joy is endless.

A man who takes pleasure in speaking continuously fools himself in thinking he is not unpleasant to those around him.

Marriage works best for men than women. The two happiest groups are married men and unmarried women.

Call no man happy until he is dead.

The secret of happiness is freedom and the secret of freedom is courage.

Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death–what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless whois cheered by empty hopes. No, a noble man must either live or die well.

knowing the secret of happiness to be freedom, and the secret of freedom a brave heart, not idly to stand aside from the enemy’s onset.

The only happy artist is a dead artist, because only then you can’t change. After I die, I’ll probably come back as a paintbrush.