„No house should ever be on a hill or on anything. It should be of the hill. Belonging to it.“

—  Фрэнк Ллойд Райт, Context: No house should ever be on a hill or on anything. It should be of the hill. Belonging to it. Hill and house should live together each the happier for the other. Frank Lloyd Wright: An Autobiography (1932) page 168
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американский архитектор-новатор (1867—1959) 1867 - 1959
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