The Indians Long Ago Knew That Music

No One Can Have An Idea Once He Starts Really Listening.

The First Question I Ask Myself When Something Doesn't Seem To Be Beautiful Is Why Do I Think It's Not Beautiful. And Very Shortly You Discover That There Is No Reason.

The Material Of Music Is Sound And Silence. Integrating These Is Composing.

One Shouldn't Go To The Woods Looking For Something, But Rather To See What Is There.

So Somebody Has Talent? So What? Dime A Dozen. And We're Overpopulated. Actually We Have More Food Than We Have People And More Art. We've Gotten To The Point Of Burning Food. When Will We Begin To Burn Our Art?