It's Useless To Play Lullabies For Those

We Need Not Destroy The Past. It Is Gone.

Every Something Is An Echo Of Nothing

Whether I Make Them Or Not, There Are Always Sounds To Be Heard And All Of Them Are Excellent.

It Is Not Futile To Do What We Do. We Wake Up With Energy And We Do Something. And We Make, Of Course, Failures And We Make Mistakes, But We Sometimes Get Glimpses Of What We Might Do Next.

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.