I Sense Light As The Giver Of

A Work Of Art... Is Not A Living Thing... That Walks Or Runs. But The Making Of A Life. That Which Gives You A Reaction. To Some It Is The Wonder Of Man's Fingers. To Some It Is The Wonder Of The Mind. To Some It Is The Wonder Of Technique. And To Some It Is How Real It Is. To Some, How Transcendent It Is. Like The 5th Symphony, It Presents Itself With A Feeling That You Know It, If You Have Heard It Once.

You Say To A Brick, 'what Do You Want, Brick?' And Brick Says To You, 'i Like An Arch.' And You Say To Brick, 'look, I Want One, Too, But Arches Are Expensive And I Can Use A Concrete Lintel.' And Then You Say: 'what Do You Think Of That, Brick?' Brick Says: 'i Like An Arch.'

Even A Room Which Must Be Dark Needs At Least A Crack Of Light To Know How Dark It Is.

Every Time A Student Walks Past A Really Urgent, Expressive Piece Of Architecture That Belongs To His College, It Can Help Reassure Him That He Does Have That Mind, Does Have That Soul.

How Accidental Our Existences Are, Really, And How Full Of Influence By Circumstance.