When the study of the arts leads to the adoration of the formula (heaven forbid), we shall be lost.

I'm no longer quite sure what the question is, but I do know that the answer is Yes.

Any asshole can write a tone-row. It takes a composer to write a tune.

I believe that from that Earth emerges a musical poetry, which is by the nature of its sources tonal. I believe that these sources cause to exist a phonology of music, which evolves from the universal known as the harmonic series.

You can sit there, tense and worried, freezing the creative energies, or you can start writing something. It doesn't matter what. In five or ten minutes, the imagination will heat, the tightness will fade, and a certain spirit and rhythm will take over.

I believe in people. I feel, love, need and respect people above all else, including natural scenery, organized piety and nationalistic superstructures. One human figure on the slope of a mountain can make the mountain disappear for me, one person fighting for truth can disqualify for me the entire system which had dispensed it.

Music, of all the arts, stands in a special region, unlit by any star but its own, and utterly without meaning ... except its own.