I Liked The Opera Very Much. Everything

The Old Idea Of A Composer Suddenly Having A Terrific Idea And Sitting Up All Night To Write It Is Nonsense. Nighttime Is For Sleeping.

I Liked The Opera Very Much. Everything But The Music.

Music Does Not Excite Until It Is Performed.

Composing Is Like Driving Down A Foggy Road.

It Is Cruel, You Know, That Music Should Be So Beautiful. It Has The Beauty Of Loneliness Of Pain: Of Strength And Freedom. The Beauty Of Disappointment And Never-satisfied Love. The Cruel Beauty Of Nature And Everlasting Beauty Of Monotony.