People come to music to seek oblivion: is that not also a form of deception?
How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.
Anyone who calls my music "impressionist" is an imbecile.
In opera, there is always too much singing.
Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the trees. That can recount the whole history of mankind.
Music is the expression of the movement of the waters, the play of curves described by changing breezes.