“Television is chewing gum for the eyes.”

Life is truth.

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

Nature is my manifestation of God.

The ultimate creative thinking technique is to think like God. If you’re an atheist, pretend how God would do it.

I know the price of success: dedication, hard work, and an unremitting devotion to the things you want to see happen.

I prefer honest arrogance to hypocritical modesty.

Maybe we can show government how to operate better as a result of better architecture.

A man is a fool if he drinks before he reaches the age of 50, and a fool if he doesn’t afterward.

I don’t know whether you are a saint or a fool said my lawyer. I replied Is there a difference?

The mother art is architecture. Without an architecture of our own we have no soul of our own civilization.

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

Now a work of art is a work of nature, but it is a work of human nature. It is a work of the mind: and it’s a work of the mind in circumstances for an occasion which, to which, for which, and which it may be supremely natural and simple and effective.

The human race built most nobly when limitations were greatest.

The only thing wrong with architecture is architects.

The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes. If you foolishly ignore beauty, you will soon find yourself without it. Your life will be impoverished. But if you invest in beauty, it will remain with you all the days of your life.

The heart is the chief feature of a functioning mind.

After traveling through fourteen foreign countries and appearing before all the royalty and nobility I have only one wish today. That is that when my eyes are closed in death that they will bury me back in that quiet little farm land where I was born.

I had some eyeglasses. I was walking down the street when suddenly the prescription ran out.

But to find, all at once, right before your eyes, that the impossible had been mysteriously achieved by man himself: this staggers the mind!

The glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.

My eyes saw you, but damn, did my soul feel you.

The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.

He was all dangerous eyes and beautiful lies, but I ached. for him to lie to me some more.

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