All Great Art Is A Form Of

The Truth Is That Everything Causes Everything Else. We Do Not Speak Therefore Of One Thing Causing Another. There Are No Secrets. It's Just We Thought They Said Dead When They Said Bread.

The Indians Long Ago Knew That Music Was Going On Permanently And That Hearing It Was Like Looking Out A Window At A Landscape Which Didn't Stop When One Turned Away.

Composing For The Prepared Piano Is Not A Criticism Of The Instrument. I'm Only Being Practical.

Everything You Do Is Music, And Everywhere Is The Best Seat.

When I Went To The Analyst For A Kind Of Preliminary Meeting, He Said, 'i'll Be Able To Fix You So That You'll Write Much More Music Than You Do Now.' I Said, 'good Heavens! I Already Write Too Much, It Seems To Me.' That Promise Of His Put Me Off.