I know that the twelve notes in each octave and the variety of rhythm offer me opportunities that all of human genius will never exhaust.

I know that the twelve notes in each octave and the variety of rhythm offer me opportunities that all of human genius will never exhaust

I am in the present. I cannot know what tomorrow will bring forth. I can know only what the truth is for me today. That is what I am called upon to serve, and I serve it in all lucidity.

Silence will save me from being wrong (and foolish), but it will also deprive me of the possibility of being right.

The principle of the endless melody is the perpetual becoming of a music that never had any reason for starting, any more than it has any reason for ending.

The real composer thinks about his work the whole time; he is not always conscious of this, but he is aware of it later when he suddenly knows what he will do.