That Which Does Not Kill Us Makes

Let Us Not Underestimate The Privileges Of The Mediocre. As One Climbs Higher, Life Becomes Ever Harder, The Coldness Increases, Responsibility Increases.

The Architect Represents Neither A Dionysian Nor An Apollinian Condition: Here It Is The Mighty Act Of Will, The Will Which Moves Mountains, The Intoxication Of The Strong Will, Which Demands Artistic Expression. The Most Powerful Men Have Always Inspired The Architects; The Architect Has Always Been Influenced By Power.

Gradually It Has Become Clear To Me What Every Great Philosophy So Far Has Been: Namely, The Personal Confession Of Its Author And A Kind Of Involuntary And Unconscious Memoir.

What Do We Have In Common With The Rosebud, Which Trembles Because A Drop Of Dew Lies On Its Body?

With Deep Men, As With Deep Wells, It Takes A Long Time For Anything That Falls Into Them To Hit Bottom. Onlookers, Who Almost Never Wait Long Enough, Readily Suppose That Such Men Are Callous And Unresponsive--or Even Boring.