The performance of performance has developed to such an extent in recent years that it challenges the music itself and will soon threaten it with relegation.

What force is more potent than love?

There is music wherever there is rhythm, as there is life wherever there beats a pulse.

Consonance, says the dictionary, is the combination of several tones into a harmonic unit. Dissonance results from the deranging of this harmony by the addition of tones foreign to it. One must admit that all this is not clear. Ever since it appeared in our vocabulary, the word 'dissonance' has carried with it a certain odor of sinfulness. Let us light our lantern: in textbook language, dissonance is an element of transition, a complex or interval of tones that is not complete in itself and that must be resolved to the ear's satisfaction into a perfect consonance.

I wonder if memory is true, and I know that it cannot be, but that one lives by memory nevertheless and not by truth.

Music is, by its very nature, essentially powerless to express anything at all. Music expresses itself.

Revolution means turning the wheel.