Art is sort of an experimental station in which one tries out living.

Whether I make them or not, there are always sounds to be heard and all of them are excellent.

The function of Art is to imitate Nature in her manner of operation. Our understanding of her manner of operation&Rdquo; changes according to advances in the sciences.

The first question I ask myself when something doesn't seem to be beautiful is why do I think it's not beautiful. And very shortly you discover that there is no reason.

I like being moved. I don't like being pushed.

Everything I see is something I haven't memorized.

The act of listening is in fact an act of composing.