[on Richard Wagner] A Beautiful Sunset That

Beauty Seems To Strike Some People As A Personal Affront.

Music Is The Expression Of The Movement Of The Waters, The Play Of Curves Described By Changing Breezes.

The Sound Of The Sea, The Curve Of A Horizon, Wind In Leaves, The Cry Of A Bird Leave Manifold Impression In Us. And Suddenly, Without Our Wishing It At All, One Of These Memories Spills From Us And Finds Expression In Musical Language...i Want To Sing My Interior Landscape With The Simple Artlessness Of A Child.

To Complete A Work Is Just Like Being Present At The Death Of Someone You Love.

Inspiration And Ideas Only Come To Me When I Have Not Had A Woman In A Very Long Time... Ballads, Polonaises, Even A Whole Concerto May Have Been Lost Forever Up Your Des Durka, I Can't Tell You How Many. I Have Been So Deeply Engulfed In My Love For You I Have Hardly Created Anything.