I'm fascinated with what happens to the creative output when you isolate yourself from the approval and disapproval of the people around you.

You're shooting yourself in the foot if you isolate or disempower the moderates.

You should seek approval from yourself.

I always assumed everybody shared my love for overcast skies. It came as a shock to find out that some people prefer sunshine.

I never approve, or disapprove, of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take towards life. We are not sent into the world to air our moral prejudices. I never take any notice of what common people say, and I never interfere with what charming pe

There's a very curious and - and almost sadistic lust for blood that overcomes the concert listener, and there's a waiting for it to happen: a waiting for the horn to fluff; a waiting for the strings to become ragged; a waiting for the conductor to forget the subdivide, you know? And it's dreadful!