The mountains are calling and I must go.

No water, no life. No blue, no green.

Art is not a handicraft, it is the transmission of feeling the artist has experienced.

Keep Calm and pretend it’s not Monday!

Where we love is home – home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.

As an architect, you design for the present, with an awareness of the past, for a future which is essentially unknown.

Oh, the summer night, has a smile of light, and she sits on a sapphire throne.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

A real building is the one on which the eye can light and stay lit.

An architect is the drawer of dreams.