I dream of instruments obedient to my thought and which with their contribution of a whole new world of unsuspected sounds, will lend themselves to the exigencies of my inner rhythm.
Edgard VareseA man is culpable in the eyes of society when he escapes from the jurisdiction of its mediocrity.
Edgard VareseThere is an idea, the basis of an internal structure, expanded and split into different shapes or groups of sound constantly changing in shape, direction, and speed, attracted and repulsed by various forces.
Edgard Varese