Life is too short to waste time on things that don't matter.

Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!

I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.

You have to find in yourself what makes you different from everybody else.

A good building must be capable of absorbing the traces of human life.