Don't Bother To Look, I've Composed All

The Further The Music Develops, The More Complex The Apparatus Used By The Composer To Express His Thoughts Becomes.

Spring Won't Let Me Stay In This House Any Longer! I Must Get Out And Breathe The Air Deeply Again.

I Have Become A Different Person. I Don't Know Whether This Person Is Better, He Certainly Is Not Happier.

Beauty And Fullness Of Tone Can Be Achieved By Having The Whole Orchestra Play With High Clarinets And A Carefully Selected Number Of Piccolos.

Tradition Is Tending The Flame, Not Worshiping The Ashes.