A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn. - Claude Debussy

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.

Un artiste est par définition un homme habitué au rêve et qui vit parmi des fantômes.

To complete a work is just like being present at the death of someone you love.