“The measure of its nobility and its continuity is its depth of feeling and its sincerity. And if it has that quality, it stands.”

They turned the country up on its side, and everything loose fell into California.

The longer that I live the more beautiful life becomes.

Eventually, I think Chicago will be the most beautiful great city left in the world.

Nature is the inspiration for all ornamentation.

Toleration and liberty are the foundations of a great republic.

A building should appear to grow easily from its site and be shaped to harmonize with its surroundings if Nature is manifest there.

Lack of culture means what it has always meant: ignoble civilization and therefore imminent downfall.

Nature is the only body of God that we shall ever see.

Noble life demands a noble architecture for noble uses of noble men.

Tip the world over on its side and everything loose will land in Los Angeles.

I never design a building before I’ve seen the site and met the people who will be using it.

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.

My general thing is, if you feel cute in your outfit, then your outfit is cute.

Feeling sorry for yourself, and your present condition, is not only a waste of energy but the worst habit you could possibly have.

I don’t feel the slightest interest in the next world; I think it’s here. And I think anything good that you’re going to do, you should do for other people here and not so you can try to have a happy time in the next world.

I’m not one of these people that needs to feel loved. I don’t need to see my picture everywhere.

I never felt like I had a mother.

We must never say, even in fun, that we are disheartened, because someone might take us at our word.

Whenever you feel unimportant, unloved, or insecure, remember to who you belong.

I like to know that when I’m 90 years old, I’m going to be able to look at a song or poem I wrote and say, “Wow! I remember I was so crazy about this person,” or “I remember what that day felt like.”