People Come To Music To

Life Is The Space Between Our Things.

The Attraction Of The Virtuoso For The Public Is Very Like That Of The Circus For The Crowd. There Is Always The Hope That Something Dangerous May Happen.

On Those Who Overanalyze His Music: When You Tear The Wings Off A Butterfly, It Is No Longer A Butterfly

Inspiration And Ideas Only Come To Me When I Have Not Had A Woman In A Very Long Time... Ballads, Polonaises, Even A Whole Concerto May Have Been Lost Forever Up Your Des Durka, I Can't Tell You How Many. I Have Been So Deeply Engulfed In My Love For You I Have Hardly Created Anything.

There Is No Theory. You Merely Have To Listen. Pleasure Is The Law.