The one true comment on a piece of music is another piece of music.

We can neither put back the clock nor slow down our forward speed, and as we are already flying pilotless, on instrument controls, it is even too late to ask where we are going.

What force is more potent than love?

Old age is a time of humiliations, the most disagreeable of which, for me, is that I cannot work long at sustained high pressure with no leaks in concentration.

In order to create there must be a dynamic force, and what force is more potent than love?

Music is the sole domain in which man realizes the present.

I am an inventor of music.