The colour of my soul is iron-grey and sad bats wheel about the steeple of my dreams.

Music is the space between the notes.

Peter Townsend Music is the silence between the notes.. So could it be said that dance is the stillness between the steps?

In opera, there is always too much singing.

The century of aeroplanes deserves its own music. As there are no precedents, I must create anew.

Music is the expression of the movement of the waters, the play of curves described by changing breezes.

On those who overanalyze his music: When you tear the wings off a butterfly, it is no longer a butterfly