Quote by Frank Gehry
When I was a kid, my father didnt really have much hope for me. He

When I was a kid, my father didnt really have much hope for me. He thought I was a dreamer he didnt think I would amount to anything. My mother also. – Frank Gehry

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Liquid architecture. Its like jazz – you improvise, you work together, you play off each other, you make something, they make something. And I think its a way of – for me, its a way of trying to understand the city, and what might happen in the city. – Frank Gehry

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Look, architecture has a lot of places to hide behind, a lot of excuses. The client made me do this. The city made me do this. Oh, the budget. I dont believe that anymore. – Frank Gehry

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I hope what I do has an art to it, and as an artist you have to try new things and keep yourself entertained. – Craig Ferguson

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I had a huge advantage when I started 50 years ago – my job was secure. I didnt have to promote myself. These days theres far more pressure to make a mark, so the temptation is to make adventure television or personality shows. I hope the more didactic approach wont be lost. – David Attenborough

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When I die, I hope to go to Heaven, whatever the Hell that is. – Ayn Rand

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Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope it is impossible. – Elizabeth Bowen

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