I was fifteen years old, and I hardly knew how to play a simple Bach prelude on the piano when I began to compose music, and at the most advanced level. I had never studied such things as harmony.

I don't read such boring things. Life is too short.

I write bars, for the musicians, because they have to be together.

In January 1944 I was called up by the Forced Labor Service, but I deserted on October 10, 1944.

But if you go from Moscow to Budapest you think you are in Paris.

Yes, fractals are what I want to find in my music.

However, I began composing as soon as I started taking piano lessons.