True music must repeat the thought and inspirations of the people and the time.

I frequently hear music in the very heart of noise.

When I'm in my normal mood, music drips from my fingers.

I didn't even start playing the piano until I was about 13 or 14. I guess I must have had a little talent or whatever-you-call-it, but I practised regularly, and that's what counts.

All great composers of the past spent most of their time studying. Feeling alone won't do the job. A man also needs technique.

All these tales of people sitting down and composing symphonies just as though they were writing a letter are very much exaggerated; at least, it isn't that way in my work.