One has a nose. The nose scents and it chooses. An artist is simply a kind of pig snouting truffles.

A good composer does not imitate; he steals.

My God, so much I like to drink Scotch that sometimes I think my name is Igor Stra-whiskey.

To continue in one path is to go backward.

Music is given to us specifically to make order of things, to move from an anarchic, individualistic state to a regulated, perfectly concious one, which alone insures vitality and durability.

The principle of the endless melody is the perpetual becoming of a music that never had any reason for starting, any more than it has any reason for ending.

To listen is an effort, and just to hear is no merit. A duck hears also.