All architecture is great architecture after sunset perhaps architecture is really a nocturnal art, like the art of fireworks.

Once I planned to write a book of poems entirely about the things in my pocket. But I found it would be too long and the age of the great epics is past.

Man seems to be capable of great virtues but not of small virtues capable of defying his torturer but not of keeping his temper.

The man who throws a bomb is an artist, because he prefers a great moment to everything.

I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought, and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.