No matter how consummate a work of art may seem, it is only an approximation of the original conception. It is the artist's consciousness of this discrepancy between his conception and the realization that assures his progress.

A man is culpable in the eyes of society when he escapes from the jurisdiction of its mediocrity.

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

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.

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.

Our musical alphabet is poor and illogical.

I was not influenced by composers as much as by natural objects and physical phenomena.