There are two infinities: God and stupidity.

Music, which should pulsate with life, needs new means of expression, and science alone can infuse it with youthful vigor.

Music is organized sound.

There 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.

I rather like a certain clumsiness in a work of art.

A work of art must make the rules: rules do not make a work of art...I tell people I am not a musician; I work with rhythms, frequencies and intensities...tunes are merely the gossips of music.

I do not write experimental music. My experimenting is done before I make the music. Afterwards it is the listener who must experiment.