He Only Is Rich Who Owns The

The Brevity Of Human Life Gives A Melancholy To The Profession Of The Architect.

If With Love Thy Heart Has Burned; If Thy Love Is Unreturned; Hide Thy Grief Within Thy Breast, Though It Tear Thee Unexpressed.

Do The Thing And You Will Have The Power. But They That Do Not The Thing, Had Not The Power.

Every Man Is Wanted, And No Man Is Wanted Much.

We Are Symbols, And Inhabit Symbols.