Never hold discussions with the monkey when the organ grinder is in the room.
In real life, unlike in Shakespeare, the sweetness of the rose depends upon the name it bears. Things are not only what they are. They are, in very important respects, what they seem to be.
Writing gives you the illusion of control, and then you realize it's just an illusion, that people are going to bring their own stuff into it.
Every moment of one's existence one is growing into more or retreating into less.
Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need.
Art is either plagiarism or revolution.
I don't like composers who think. It gets in the way of their plagiarism.