Life's Been Nothing But Paperwork.

Only When I Experience Do I Compose - Only When I Compose Do I Experience.

But It's Peculiar, As Soon As I Am In The Midst Of Nature And By Myself, Everything That Is Base And Trivial Vanishes Without Trace. On Such Days Nothing Scares Me; And This Helps Me Again And Again.

I Am Hitting My Head Against The Walls, But The Walls Are Giving Way.

In Its Beginnings, Music Was Merely Chamber Music, Meant To Be Listened To In A Small Space By A Small Audience.

Behind Me The Branches Of A Wasted And Sterile Existence Are Cracking.