from Content by Rem Koolhaas

"The beuty of Berlin, its opacity, complexity, its heaviness, the richness of its ghosts. The abundance of good intentions that somehow went wrong. The pressure of shame imposed by more and more monuments. The obligation to remember, combined with the surprising amnesia (where did the wall go?). How far it is removed from everything. How refreshingly German it remains. Its grey. Its stubbornness. Its lack of doubt. The meticulous mediocrity of its new substance. How old what was modern looks. How fresh what is ancient. How good what was Communist. How Chinese what is new."