No statue has ever been put up to a critic.
Music begins where the possibilities of language end.
All the doctors who wanted to forbid me to smoke and to drink are dead.
Music is, for me, like a beautiful mosaic which God has put together. He takes all the pieces in his hand, throws them into the world, and we have to recreate the picture from the pieces.
For me, music begins where words end.
For an instant God opens his door and His orchestra plays the Fifth Symphony.