All great art is a form of complaint
Where does beauty begin? Where does it end? Where it ends is where the artist begins.
I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I'm frightened of the old ones.
I don't need sound to talk to me.
My favorite piece [piece of music] is the one we hear all the time if we are quiet.
The material of music is sound and silence. Integrating these is composing.