One Day I'll Be Able To Relax

The Model Of A Composer.

Composing Is Like Driving Down A Foggy Road Toward A House. Slowly You See More Details Of The House-the Color Of The Slates And Bricks, The Shape Of The Windows. The Notes Are The Bricks And The Mortar Of The House.

It Is Cruel, You Know, That Music Should Be So Beautiful.

These Two Are Not Two, Love Has Made Them One. Amo Ergo Sum! And By Its Mystery Each Is No Less But More.

I Am An Arrogant And Impatient Listener, But In The Case Of A Few Composers, A Very Few, When I Hear A Work I Do Not Like, I Am Convinced That It Is My Own Fault. Verdi Is One Of Those Composers.