Taste is one of the weaker words in our language. It means a little less than something, a little more than nothing; certainly it conveys no suggesti… - Louis Sullivan

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Taste is one of the weaker words in our language. It means a little less than something, a little more than nothing; certainly it conveys no suggestion of potency. It savors of accomplishment, in the fashionable sense, not of power to accomplish in the creative sense. It expresses a familiarity with what is au courant among persons of so-called culture, of so-called good form. It is essentially a second-hand word, and can have no place in the working vocabulary of those who demand thought and action at first hand. To say that a thing is tasty or tasteful is, practically, to say nothing at all.

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About Louis Sullivan

Louis Henry Sullivan (September 3, 1856 – April 14, 1924) was an American architect, the "father of modernism", and a mentor to Frank Lloyd Wright.

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Alternative Names: Louis Henry Sullivan Louis Henri Sullivan Louis H. Sullivan Henry Sullivan Louis. Sullivan Louis-Henry Sullivan
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