Under this leaky roof… are built the mythical structures that we call kingdoms, cities, homes, or, more philosophically, the structures of the proper, the proper name, self-consciousness that is at home with itself. When the faultlines that break up shelter are revealed… not as exceptional fissures… but as part of the ordinary and everyday banalities of house and home, then, to put it mildly, all hell breaks loose…. One might say that architecture comes into its own the moment the structure of the proper is destabilized. For it is at this moment that the real ground is broken and form is given.
Catherine Ingraham, The Faults of Architecture: Troping the Proper, Assemblage 7, 1988:7-13. (quoted in Architecture and the Text: The (S)crypts of Joyce and Piranesi by Jennifer Bloomer, 180)