I had another dream the other day about music critics. They were small and rodent-like with padlocked ears, as if they had stepped out of a painting by Goya.
The trick is to compose what one wants to compose and to get it commissioned afterward.
To listen is an effort, and just to hear is no merit. A duck hears also.
What force is more potent than love?
All you have to do is close your eyes and wait for the symbols.
The true creator may be recognized by his ability always to find about him, in the commonest and humblest thing, items worthy of note.