In opera, there is always too much singing.

A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.

The century of airplanes has a right to its own music.

Collect impressions. Don

There is no theory. You have only to listen. Pleasure is the law. I love music passionately. And because l love it, I try to free it from barren traditions that stifle it. It is a free art gushing forth, an open-air art boundless as the elements, the wind, the sky, the sea. It must never be shut in and become an academic art.

Music is the space between the notes.