“To continue in one path is to go backward.”

We can neither put back the clock nor slow down our forward speed, and as we are already flying pilotless, on instrument controls, it is even too late to ask where we are going.

Old age is a time of humiliations, the most disagreeable of which, for me, is that I cannot work long at sustained high pressure with no leaks in concentration.

To be deprived of art and left alone with philosophy is to be close to Hell.

Silence, which will save from shame, will also deprive me of fame.

Too many pieces of music finish too long after the end.

My childhood was a period of waiting for the moment when I could send everyone and everything connected with it to hell.

A good composer does not imitate; he steals.

I had another dream the other day about music critics. They were small and rodent-like with padlocked ears, as if they had stepped out of a painting by Goya.

Nothing is likely about masterpieces, least of all whether there will be any.

I haven’t understood a bar of music in my life, but I have felt it.

Film music should have the same relationship to the film drama that somebody’s piano playing in my living room has on the book I am reading.

Lesser artists borrow, great artists steal.

Composers combine notes, that’s all.

Music’s exclusive function is to structure the flow of time and keep order in it.

Mediocrity borrows, genius steals.

The profound meaning of music’s essential aim, is to produce a communion, a union of man with his fellow man with the Supreme Being.

Looking back, now, I realize that you only ever need one person who lights up that way when you enter a room.

Regardless of whether they loved us back or treated us fairly or understood our shortcomings.

When I go back in to re-record a line. I’m the icing on the cake, but the cake is the thing.

You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.

I’m looking forward to getting back on the field, it’s what I love to do.

It feels good to give back to the people who support you.

There is no way I would have written these poems had I not come back.

What is important is family, friends, giving back to your community and finding meaning in life.