Belief in a cruel God makes a cruel man.

Architecture is not an inspirational business, it's a rational procedure to do sensible and hopefully beautiful things; that's all.

In the spring of 1936, I was introduced by friends to Jean Tatlock. In the autumn, I began to court her. We were at least twice close enough to marriage to think of ourselves as engaged.

Friendship is the marriage of the soul, and this marriage is liable to divorce.

An optimist is a person who starts a new diet on Thanksgiving Day.

They can do without architecture who have no olives nor wines in the cellar.

Well begun is half done.

The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.

The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.

It ain't as bad as you think. It will look better in the morning.

A smart man makes a mistake, learns from it, and never makes that mistake again. But a wise man finds a smart man and learns from him how to avoid the mistake altogether.

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.

Silence at the proper season is wisdom, and better than any speech.

In order to succeed you must fail, so that you know what not to do the next time.

I think my mom put it best. She said, 'Little girls soften their daddy's hearts.'

The moment one gives close attention to anything, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.

Architecture should speak of its time and place, but yearn for timelessness.

Architecture starts when you carefully put two bricks together. There it begins.

A business that makes nothing but money is a poor business.

There is no racial or ethnic involvement in Thanksgiving, and people who may be very distant from the Christian system can see the beauty and the positive spirit that comes from the holiday.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

I believe that the way people live can be directed a little by architecture.

Painting, sculpture and architecture are finished, but the art habit continues.