Amy Waldman Quotes

To silence criticism is to silence freedom.

I've come out of a small jail and entered a bigger one.

When you leave the planet, you leave music behind.

To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.

The body moves through space every day, and in architecture in cities that can be orchestrated. Not in a dictatorial fashion, but in a way of creating options, open-ended sort of personal itineraries within a building. And I see that as akin to cinematography or choreography, where episodic movement, episodic moments, occur in dance and film.

I grew up like a neglected weed - ignorant of liberty, having no experience of it.

I do not favor the gag order.

Realizing this, I knew that the actual space of a room could be broken down and played with by planting illusions of real light (electric light) at crucial junctures in the room's composition.

The longing for freedom … is only too frequently suggested by the deep-felt consciousness of its absence.

A man who is free is like a mangy sheep in a herd. He will contaminate my entire kingdom and ruin my work.

I was forbidden to talk to my fellow hostages.

From politics, it was an easy step to silence.

I've never enjoyed being cooped up.

They think because they have put my husband on an island that he will be forgotten. They are wrong. The harder they try to silence him, the louder I will become.

I had very strict parents. My two brothers were power and freedom. I was powerlessness and seclusion.

I think architecture is one of the predominant orderings of social space. It can construct and contain our experiences. It defines our days and nights. It literally puts us in our place.

Free as air; that's what they say- "free as air". Now they bring me my air in an iron barrel.

Space, space: architects always talk about space! But creating a space is not automatically doing architecture. With the same space, you can make a masterpiece or cause a disaster.

None but the dead have free speech.

Competition is merely the absence of oppression.

In my books, there are a lot of people stuck in rooms. Or, conversely, out in the wide open. It seems that, in a funny way, when people are cooped up in rooms they are freer than when they are wandering about in the world.

I think the silence would be good with me, and not interacting with people would be okay. But not being able to move outside of the space would be hard. Not being able to walk around - the stillness of my body, physically - that would be the challenge.

Solitude: a sweet absence of looks.

When you are out in the land, OK, you have the land but you are alone with it. And sometimes it is too much.

A person isn't a bird. You can't cage a person.