...we make our lives by what we love.

All I know about method is that when I am not working I sometimes think I know something, but when I am working, it is quite clear I know nothing.

If something is boring after two minutes, try it for four. If still boring, then eight. Then sixteen. Then thirty-two. Eventually one discovers that it is not boring at all.

In that case I will devote my life to beating my head against that wall.

Our poetry now is the realization that we possess nothing. Anything therefore is a delight (since we do not posses it) and thus need not fear its loss.

With just one musician, you can really do an unlimited number of things on the inside of the piano, if you have at your disposal an exploded keyboard.

To accept whatever comes, regardless of the consequences, is to be unafraid.