“Limitation is always insult–not flattery.”

An idea is salvation by imagination.

You will find Goodness and Truth everywhere you go. If you have to choose, choose Truth. For that is closest to Earth. Keep close to the Earth, in that lies strength. Simplicity of heart is just as necessary for an architect as for a farmer or a minister if the architect is going to build great buildings.

Youth is a circumstance you can’t do anything about. The trick is to grow up without getting old.

Regard it as just as desirable to build a chicken house as to build a cathedral.

An idea is inevitably a coordination. It is a coming together of something that is separate or disorganized or incomplete. With an idea you begin to feel into the nature of that incompleteness.

I’m all in favor of keeping dangerous weapons out of the hands of fools. Let’s start with typewriters.

Buildings, too, are children of Earth and Sun.

The thing always happens that you really believe in; and the belief in a thing makes it happen.

Simplicity and Repose are qualities that measure the true value of any work of art.

The room within is the great fact about the building.

The mission of an architect is to help people understand how to make life more beautiful, the world a better one for living in, and to give reason, rhyme, and meaning to life.

The best friend of earth of man is the tree.

I attend the greatest of all Churches. I put a capital N on Nature, and call it my Church.

Dining is and always was a great artistic opportunity.

Many wealthy people are little more than janitors of their possessions.

I’ll bridge these hills with graceful arches

I was pushed to my limit and it almost broke my spirit I know change is for the best but there’s a part of me I haven’t left I’m taking time to love this mind of mine.

Self-love ultimately is knowing your limit on compromising and where you draw the line. People will tell you different things, making their own opinions sound like facts, but it is only you who can decide what your truth is.

How pleasant would it have been if our sorrows drowned themselves in our pellucid oceans of saline tears, beauty knows no limits.

The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.

Boundaries. Set them & then KEEP them.

Our life is endless in the way that our visual field is without limit.

Every person that comes into your life is here for a limited time, so be fair, be there.

The limits of your language are the limits of your world.