When my opera Plump Jack was performed in 1989 my first piano teacher sent me something that I'd composed when I was four. I remember I played it and it still sounded like me. I'm the same composer I was then.
Everything you add to the truth subtracts from the truth.
The next war... may well bury Western civilization forever.
A state of war only serves as an excuse for domestic tyranny.
Own only what you can always carry with you: know languages know countries...
The truth was much more beautiful.
Don't call the world dirty because you forgot to clean your glasses.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
