Architecture is the thoughtful making of space.
We are all cut from the same genetic cloth, and that cloth was woven in Africa.
于是我们继续奋力向前，逆水行舟，被不断地向后推，直至回到往昔岁月。
The spirit of a place gives birth to architecture.
We are going to die, and that makes us the lucky ones.
叶公问子路：孔子是怎样的人，子路不回答。孔子说：“你怎么不说：他这个人啊，发愤学习就忘记吃饭，高兴起来就忘记了忧愁，不知道快要变老了等等？”
我和普通人一样。会受伤也会流血，也很容易难为情。
最好的建筑既是永恒的，又是及时的。