Do Not Allow The Accents In The

The Music I Desire Must Be Supple Enough To Adapt Itself To The Lyrical Effusions Of The Soul And The Fantasy Of Dreams.

Do Not Allow The Accents In The Brass To Produce Space Between The Notes.

The Century Of Aeroplanes Deserves Its Own Music. As There Are No Precedents, I Must Create Anew.

The Trouble With The Opera Is There's Always To Much Singing.

Life Is The Space Between Our Things.