Wherever We Are, What We Hear Is

An Artist Conscientiously Moves In A Direction Which For Some Good Reason He Takes, Putting One Work In Front Of The Other With The Hope He'll Arrive Before Death Overtakes Him.

I Certainly Had No Feeling For Harmony, And Schoenberg Thought That That Would Make It Impossible For Me To Write Music. He Said, 'you'll Come To A Wall You Won't Be Able To Get Through.' So I Said, 'i'll Beat My Head Against That Wall.'

I Remember Loving Sound Before I Ever Took A Music Lesson. And So We Make Our Lives By What We Love.

When You Make Music You Are Acting As A Philosopher. You Can Either Do That Consciously Or You Can Do It Unconsciously, But You're Doing It.

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