Long Quotes

A horse is a thing of beauty... none will tire of looking at him as long as he displays himself in his splendor.

As long as I love Beauty I am young.

First, there is the bare beauty of the logs themselves with their long lines and firm curves. Then there is the open charm felt of the structural features which are not hidden under plaster and ornament, but are clearly revealed, a charm felt in Japanese architecture.

I'm afraid that if you look at a thing long enough, it loses all of its meaning.

The creative act lasts but a brief moment, a lightning instant of give-and-take, just long enough for you to level the camera and to trap the fleeting prey in your little box.

I think of my peace paintings as one long poem, with each painting being a single stanza.

Being an artist is a very long game. It is not a 10-year game. I hope I'll be around making art when I'm 80.

My buildings will be my legacy... they will speak for me long after I'm gone.

It's my goal to make a building as immaterial as possible. Architecture is a very material thing. It takes a lot of resources, so why not eliminate what you don't need as long as you're able to achieve the same result?

I don't see that any buildings should be excluded from the term architecture, as long as they are done properly.

At this present time, matter is still the best way to think of architecture, but I'm not so sure for very long. The computer is radicalizing the way we think about our world.

But after the time there I'd had it with fashion again, so I left to go to architecture school in a summer course at Harvard, which didn't last very long.

The dialogue of architecture has been centered too long around the idea of truth.

Revived in this country the long forgotten beauties of Gothic architecture.

Beware of him that is slow to anger; for when it is long coming, it is the stronger when it comes, and the longer kept. Abused patience turns to fury.

Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.

All anger is not sinful, because some degree of it, and on some occasions, is inevitable. But it becomes sinful and contradicts the rule of Scripture when it is conceived upon slight and inadequate provocation, and when it continues long.

The upside to anger? Getting it out of your system. You got to express your anger. Then you have room for more positive things. If I hold something in a long time, and then I speak it, it's amazing how the light shines so much brighter.

For a long time I thought I could deal with my anger and hostility on my own. But I couldn't. I denied that it had affected me, and yet I was so frantic on the inside with other people: I needed to be constantly reassured.

Age is not a particularly interesting subject. Anyone can get old. All you have to do is live long enough.

Aging seems to be the only available way to live a long life.

In youth the days are short and the years are long. In old age the years are short and day's long.

Error is acceptable as long as we are young; but one must not drag it along into old age.

Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past, so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.

In this age, which believes that there is a short cut to everything, the greatest lesson to be learned is that the most difficult way is, in the long run, the easiest.

Old age is ready to undertake tasks that youth shirked because they would take too long.

From as long as, literally as far back as I can remember I've liked puns, word jokes, I can literally recall looking at a comic at the age of six or seven and I remember what I enjoyed and what it was precisely and how the joke worked.

I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.

The secret of long life is double careers. One to about age sixty, then another for the next thirty years.

There is a certain age at which a child looks at you in all earnestness and delivers a long, pleased speech in all the true inflections of spoken English, but with not one recognizable syllable.