A Quote by Martin Filler

Architecture is not a profession for the faint-hearted, the weak-willed, or the short-lived. — © Martin Filler
Architecture is not a profession for the faint-hearted, the weak-willed, or the short-lived.
True love is no game of the faint-hearted and the weak; it is born of strength and understanding.
You make New Year's resolutions. And you make them into the teeth of old resolutions which were different. Then you don't keep your new resolutions and you tell yourself you are weak-willed. You aren't weak-willed, you are simply obeying yourself as of yesterday.
When I was younger I probably didn't understand something basic about tact, but I think it kept faint-hearted people at arm's distance and that's not such a bad thing, because life is short and I know the kind of people I want to work with.
I fought violently for the autonomy of architecture. It's a very passive, weak profession where people deliver a service. You want a blue door, you get a blue door. You want it to look neo-Spanish, you get neo-Spanish. Architecture with any authenticity represents resistance. Resistance is a good thing.
Jesus taught that perseverance is the essential element of prayer. Men must be in earnest when they kneel at God's footstool. Too often we get faint-hearted and quit praying at the point where we ought to begin. We let go at the very point where we should hold on strongest. Our prayers are weak because they are not impassioned by an unfailing and resistless will.
Because of the nature of the profession of architecture, the art of architecture nourishes itself from other disciplines.
True love is not for the faint-hearted.
The search for the truth is not for the faint-hearted.
The search for the truth is not for the faint hearted.
Love and forgiveness is not for the faint-hearted.
Fortune is not on the side of the faint-hearted.
Swimming in the cold and the dark of British autumn is not for the faint-hearted.
The road to positivity is strewn with the abandoned vehicles of the faint-hearted.
Stand-up comedy is not for the faint-hearted or the thin-skinned.
I am in the theatrical profession myself, my wife is in the theatrical profession, my children are in the theatrical profession.I had a dog that lived and died in it from a puppy; and my chaise-pony goes on, in Timour the Tartar.
Motherhood is not for the faint-hearted. Frogs, skinned knees, and the insults of teenage girls are not meant for the wimpy.
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