Music's exclusive function is to structure the flow of time and keep order in it.
One has a nose. The nose scents and it chooses. An artist is simply a kind of pig snouting truffles.
Music is the sole domain in which man realizes the present.
The more controlled, limited and tormented art is, the freer it is.
To continue in one path is to go backward.
Money may kindle, but it cannot by itself, and for very long, burn.