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I am looking forwardto become humus myselfburied naked without coffinunder a beech tree planted by myselfon my land in ao tea roa. p6
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Today we live in a chaos of straight lines, in a jungle of straight lines. If you do not believe this, take the trouble to count the straight lines which surround you. Then you will understand, for you will never finish counting.
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I close my eyes halfway just as when I conceive paintings and I see the houses 'Dunkelbunt' -glowing in pure strong and deep colours a little sad like seem on a rainy day instead of ugly cream colour and green meadows on all roofs instead of corrugated iron. p.6
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There are no evils in Nature, there are only evils of Man.
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Everyone should be able to build, and as long as this freedom to build does not exist, the present-day planned architecture cannot be considered art at all.
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We must at last put a stop to having people move into their quarters like chickens and rabbits into their coops.
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Only when architect, bricklayer and tenant are a unity, or one and the same person, can we speak of architecture. Everything else is not architecture, but a criminal act which has taken on form.
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The straight line is godless and immoral.