Tradition is not the worship of ashes, but the preservation of fire.

It is strange how one feels drawn forward without knowing at first where one is going.

Fortunately, something always remains to be harvested. So let us not be idle.

I don't let myself get carried away by my own ideas; I abandon 19 out of 20 of them every day.

It is always the same with me; only when I experience something do I compose, and only when composing do I experience! After all, a musician's nature can hardly be expressed in words.

Don't bother to look, I've composed all this already.

Tradition is not the worship of ashes, but the preservation of fire.