There Is No Theory. You Merely Have

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.

People Come To Music To Seek Oblivion: Is That Not Also A Form Of Deception?

I Love Music Passionately. And Because I Love It I Try To Free It From Barren Traditions That Stifle It.

The Colour Of My Soul Is Iron-grey And Sad Bats Wheel About The Steeple Of My Dreams.

The Trouble With The Opera Is There's Always To Much Singing.