Music is the arithmetic of sounds as optics is the geometry of light.

The colour of my soul is iron-grey and sad bats wheel about the steeple of my dreams.

"The century of aeroplanes deserves its own music. As there are no precedents, I must create anew."

How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.

People don't very much like things that are beautiful -- they are so far from their nasty little minds.