Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving. – Khalil Gibran
The crown of literature is poetry. It is its end and aim. It is the sublimest activity of the human mind. It is the achievement of beauty and delicacy. The writer of prose can only step aside when the poet passes. – W. Somerset Maugham
Im often called an old-fashioned modernist. But the modernists had the absurd idea that architecture could heal the world. Thats impossible. And today nobody expects architects to have these grand visions any more. – Thom Mayne
