The first path a human being ever travels is the path that leads out of the maternal womb. Every human being's first labyrinth is that of a woman.

Man's tragedy is that when he can do something, in the end he will always do it

In noise can be read the codes of life, the relations among men. Clamour, Melody, Dissonance, Harmony; when it is fashioned by man with specific tools, when it invades man’s time, when it becomes sound, noise is the source of the purpose and power, of the dream – Music.

What is noise to the old order is harmony to the new.

Today, music heralds... the establishment of a society of repetition in which nothing will happen anymore.

Now we must learn to judge a society by its sounds.

Global governance is just a euphemism for global government.