Interested in men and women, in the ways of the world, White wanted his buildings to be useful: to be beautiful, of course; gay if possible; but livable first, and comfortable, not austere memorials to his art1 nor trivial tiers of cells piled one upon another. He loved life; and he knew (as who doesn’t?) that a cottage where the seasons pass in a clamor of activity is better than an office
... [Show full abstract] building gathering dust and decay among the clouds. He knew that business is not a religion, that it cannot raise monuments to itself; that it is not more enduring than brass. Business is, in fact, never gracious, no matter how honorable it may be; and the average business man is—more often than not —objectionable,2 with his foolish insistence upon the respectability of avarice and greed. Skyscrapers may impress the stranger as hives of activity, pillars of progress and symbols of man’s humanity, of service to one’s fellows; but they depress those who must live in their far-leaning shadows. They are like jails where men and women condemned to earn an honest living go through their routine motions.