He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.
The boughs, without becoming detached from the trunk grow away from it.
This cavern is below all, and the enemy of all; it is hatred, without exception.
My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.
Enjolras caught glimpses of a luminous uprising under the dark skirts of the future.
The soul of the just contemplates in sleep a mysterious heaven.
Night sometimes lends such tragic assistance to catastrophe.
Only at death, our soul breathes. (L'âme ne respire qu'à notre mort)
On entendait alors les véhicules cahoter encore dans la nuit d’été, avec leur chargement de fleurs et de morts.
Es que la gente parece que le tiene miedo a los estereotipos, a los lugares comunes...
The taste of people with large bank accounts tends not to be on the cutting edge.
Doing a house is so much harder than doing a skyscraper.
I always think of buildings in their settings, but so do other architects.
I got everything from someone. Nobody can be original.
I can't look at John Prescott without thinking of Les Dawson, and Robin Cook is a caricature of himself.
Hay, por mucho, demasiadas víctimas silentes. No porque no anhelen hacer contacto, sino porque lo han intentado y no han encontrado alguien a quien le importe.
I grew up in a small town that was absolutely a perfect embodiment of new urbanism.
Lots of English people say exactly the opposite of what they mean.
If you can design one thing, you can design everything.
I grew up in a craftsman's home, where things were done with our own hands. I did cabinetmaking for four years and I hated it.
Give me the luxuries of life and I will willingly do without the necessities.
