The Beauty Of My Profession [architecture] Lies

As An Architect, I Always Have Mixed Feelings. On The One Hand, Your Fingers Are Itching. As A Human Being, You Are Happy To Participate In The Indolence.

Most Old Cities Are Now Sclerotic Machines That Dispense Known Qualities In Ever-greater Quantities, Instead Of Laboratories Of The Uncertain. Only The Skyscraper Offers Business The Wide-open Spaces Of A Man-made Wild West, A Frontier In The Sky.

I Think One Of The Important Evolutions Is That We No Longer Feel Compulsively The Need To Argue, Or To Justify Things On A Kind Of Rational Level. We Are Much More Willing To Admit That Certain Things Are Completely Instinctive And Others Are Really Intellectual.

Our Office Acts Like A Kind Of Educational Establishment And We Are Very Careful Who We Educate.

I Like Fashion, Whether Or Not It's Overpriced, Because It Creates A Sense Of The Sublime With Relatively Few Means.