Every Something Is An Echo Of Nothing

There Was A German Philosopher Who Is Very Well Known, His Name Was Immanuel Kant, And He Said There Are Two Things That Don’t Have To Mean Anything, One Is Music And The Other Is Laughter. Don’t Have To Mean Anything That Is, In Order To Give Us Deep Pleasure.

It Was At Harvard Not Quite Forty Years Ago That I Went Into An Anechoic [totally Silent] Chamber Not Expecting In That Silent Room To Hear Two Sounds: One High, My Nervous System In Operation, One Low, My Blood In Circulation. The Reason I Did Not Expect To Hear Those Two Sounds Was That They Were Set Into Vibration Without Any Intention On My Part. That Experience Gave My Life Direction, The Exploration Of Nonintention. No One Else Was Doing That. I Would Do It For Us. I Did Not Know Immediately What I Was Doing, Nor, After All These Years, Have I Found Out Much. I Compose Music.

Art Is Sort Of An Experimental Station In Which One Tries Out Living.

The Indians Long Ago Knew That Music Was Going On Permanently And That Hearing It Was Like Looking Out A Window At A Landscape Which Didn't Stop When One Turned Away.

I Have Nothing To Say, And I Am Saying It.