Towns like human lives.

Human life is colour, and where there is human life there is colour. Where there is human life there is design; lines that shows the inmost stroke of mind. Urban designs are the maximum concentration of human showing; the human dream turns into building. Towns are receptacles of invisible human thrills. Old and young thrills. Alive and dead thrills. The old sensations that passed away vibrate on the walls of Berlin like the feelings in an old human heart. Old cities are like old human beings; they always have a young soul despite the course of years.