The colour of my soul is iron-grey and sad bats wheel about the steeple of my dreams.
Claude DebussyOn those who overanalyze his music: When you tear the wings off a butterfly, it is no longer a butterfly
Claude DebussyI am more and more convinced that music is not, in essence, a thing which can be cast into a traditional and fixed form. It is made up of colors and rhythms.
Claude DebussyInspiration 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.
Claude Debussy