When truth is buried， it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out， it blows up everything with it.
I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.
The architect must be a guardian of the public realm.
Humans are allergic to change. They love to say, 'We've always done it this way.' I try to fight that. That's why I have a clock on my wall that runs counter-clockwise.
I'm not perfect and I don't pretend to be.