Until I Die There Will Be Sounds.

When I Went To The Analyst For A Kind Of Preliminary Meeting, He Said, 'i'll Be Able To Fix You So That You'll Write Much More Music Than You Do Now.' I Said, 'good Heavens! I Already Write Too Much, It Seems To Me.' That Promise Of His Put Me Off.

To Accept Whatever Comes, Regardless Of The Consequences, Is To Be Unafraid.

As Far As Consistency Of Thought Goes, I Prefer Inconsistency.

After I Had Been Studying With Him For Two Years, Schoenberg Said, ‘in Order To Write Music, You Must Have A Feeling For Harmony.’ I Explained To Him That I Had No Feeling For Harmony. He Then Said That I Would Always Encounter An Obstacle, That It Would Be As Though I Came To A Wall Through Which I Could Not Pass. I Said, ‘in That Case I Will Devote My Life To Beating My Head Against That Wall.’

Composing For The Prepared Piano Is Not A Criticism Of The Instrument. I'm Only Being Practical.