My Mother Used To Say When We

Just The Way In Europe, Paris, Copenhagen, And Stockholm, And Frankfurt, Possibly And Berlin, Certainly, All Had Important Roles, Because Of Independence. Because They Were Depending On Themselves.

It May Be Romantic To Search For The Salves Of Society's Ills In Slow-moving Rustic Surroundings, Or Among Innocent, Unspoiled Provincials, If Such Exist, But It Is A Waste Of Time.

To Approach A City, Or Even A City Neighborhood, As If It Were A Larger Architectural Problem, Capable Of Being Given Order By Converting It Into A Disciplined Work Of Art, Is To Make The Mistake Of Attempting To Substitute Art For Life. The Results Of Such Profound Confusion Between Art And Life Are Neither Life Nor Art. They Are Taxidermy.

Modernism Really Started With People Getting Infatuated With The Idea Of "it's The Twentieth Century, Is This Suitable For The Twentieth Century." This Happened Before The First World War And It Wasn't Just The Soldiers. You Can See It Happening If You Read The Bloomsbury Biographies. It Was A Reaction To A Great Extent Against Victorianism. There Was So Much That Was Repressive And Stuffy. Victorian Buildings Were Associated With It, And They Were Regarded As Very Ugly. Even When They Weren't Ugly, People Made Them Ugly. They Were Painted Hideously.

But Look What We Have Built ... This Is Not The Rebuilding Of Cities. This Is The Sacking Of Cities.