I Adore Extravagance But I Abhor Waste.

Music That Is Born Complex Is Not Inherently Better Or Worse Than Music That Is Born Simple.

The Inspired Moment May Sometimes Be Described As A Kind Of Hallucinatory State Of Mind: One Half Of The Personality Emotes And Dictates While The Other Half Listens And Notates. The Half That Listens Has Better Look The Other Way, Had Better Simulate A Half Attention Only, For The Half That Dictates Is Easily Disgruntled And Avenges Itself For Too Close Inspection By Fading Entirely Away.

Someone Once Asked Me... Whether I Waited For Inspiration. My Answer Was: "every Day!"

The Melody Is Generally What The Piece Is All About.

The Whole Problem Can Be Stated Quite Simply By Asking "is There A Meaning To Music?" My Answer Would Be, "yes", And "can You State In So Many Words What The Meaning Is?" My Answer To That Would Be "no."