One Day I'll Be Able To Relax

Music Does Not Excite Until It Is Performed.

The Old Idea Of A Composer Suddenly Having A Terrific Idea And Sitting Up All Night To Write It Is Nonsense. Nighttime Is For Sleeping.

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

Composing Is Like Driving Down A Foggy Road.

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.