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When Asked By A Grumpily Puzzled Professor What "rules" He Followed, Debussy Is Said To Have Retorted, Mon Plaisir "whatever I Please" And He Further Claimed That More Was To Be Gained By Watching The Sun Rise Than By Listening To The Pastoral Symphony. Although Such Remarks Were Intended To Shock, They Contain A Core Of Debussyan Verity.

If I Am Not Making Music, I Have No Reason For Existing.

The Worship Of Adonis Is United With That Of Christ.

Music Is The Space Between The Notes.

Composers Aren't Daring Enough. They're Afraid Of That Sacred Idol Called 'common Sense', Which Is The Most Dreadful Thing I Know - After All, It's No More Than A Religion Founded To Excuse The Ubiquity Of Imbeciles!