The "styles" Are A Lie.

Vehicular Traffic Is Completely Forbidden In The Green Strips, Where Tranquility Shall Reign And The Curse Of Noise Shall Not Penetrate.

The Mathematical Phenomenon Always Develops Out Of Simple Arithmetic, So Useful In Everyday Life, Out Of Numbers, Those Weapons Of The Gods: The Gods Are There, Behind The Wall, At Play With Numbers.

Genius Is Personal, Decided By Fate, But It Expresses Itself By Means Of System. There Is No Work Of Art Without System.

The Present Moment Is Creative, Creating With An Unheard-of Intensity.

To Create Architecture Is To Put In Order. Put What In Order? Function And Objects.