Ludwig Mies van der Rohe Quotes

Nature is orderly. That which appears to be chaotic in nature is only a more complex kind of order.

Of law there can be no less acknowledged than that her voice is the harmony of the world.

Nature uses only the longest threads to weave her patterns, so that each small piece of her fabric reveals the organization of the entire tapestry.

The principle of subordination is the great bond of union and harmony through the universe.

The world is not to be put in order; the world is order, incarnate. It is for us to harmonize with this order.

Chaos was the law of nature; Order was the dream of man.

In the world at large, people are rewarded or punished in ways that are often utterly random. In the garden, cause and effect, labor and reward, are re-coupled. Gardening makes sense in a senseless world. By extension, then, the more gardens in the world, the more justice, the more sense is created.

Everything in the world is conducted by gradual process. This seems to be the great principle of harmony in the universe.

Happy the man whose lot it is to know The secrets of the earth. He hastens not To work his fellows hurt by unjust deeds, But with rapt admiration contemplates Immortal Nature's ageless harmony, And how and when the order came to be.

.... we are a part of nature as a whole, whose order we follow.

Order is to arrangement what the soul is to the body, and what mind is to matter.

The smallest thing in its rightful place can lead to the highest goals.

Is not the action of nature like the stretching of a bow? The high, it pulls down; the low, it lifts up; It takes from what is in excess In order to make good of what is deficient. Who can take what they have in excess and offer it to others?

Set all things in their own peculiar place, and know that order is the greatest grace.

Temperance gives nature her full play, and enables her to exert herself in all her force and vigor.

As man seeks justice in equality, so society seeks order in anarchy.

Nature loves simplicity and unity.

There are few things more pleasing than the contemplation of order and useful arrangement.

Here hills and vales, the woodland and the plain Here earth and water seem to strive again, Not chaos-like together crushed and bruised, But, as the world, harmoniously confused: Where order in variety we see, And where, though all things differ, all agree.

To me, atonality is against nature. There is a center to everything that exists. The planets have the sun, the earth, the moon.

Nature goes her own way, and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order.

Man masters nature not by force, but by understanding

Nature never writes a blind hand.

What history is, essentially, is a careening, out-of-control effort to find our way back to this state of primordial balance.

To everything there is a season.