A young architect came to ask a question. “i dream of spaces full of wonder. Spaces that rise and envelop flowingly without beginning, without end, of a jointless material white and gold”. “when i place the first line on paper to capture the dream, the dream becomes less”. This is a good question. I once learned that a good question is greater than the most brilliant answer. This is a question of the unmeasurable and the measurable. Nature, physical nature, is measurable. Feeling and dream has no measure, has no language, and everyone’s dream is singular. Everything that is made, however, obeys the laws of nature. The man is always greater than his works because he can never fully express his aspirations. For to express oneself in music or architecture is by the measurable means of composition or design. The first line on paper is already a measure of what cannot be expressed fully. The first line on paper is less.
Form and Design, 1960-61