If My Work Is Accepted, I Must

We Carry Our Homes Within Us Which Enables Us To Fly.

The First Question I Ask Myself When Something Doesn't Seem To Be Beautiful Is Why Do I Think It's Not Beautiful. And Very Shortly You Discover That There Is No Reason.

There's No Such Thing As Silence. Something Is Always Happening That Makes A Sound.

An Error Is Simply A Failure To Adjust Immediately From A Preconception To An Actuality.

There Are Some Good People In It, But The Orchestra As A Whole Is Equivalent To A Gang Bent On Destruction.