It is my conviction that the public always shows itself more honest in its spontaneity than do those who officially set themselves up as judges of works of art.
The principle of the endless melody is the perpetual becoming of a music that never had any reason for starting, any more than it has any reason for ending.
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.
