“What secret is at stake when one truly listens, that is, when one tries to capture or surprise the sonority rather than the message? What secret is yielded – hence also made public -- when we listen to a voice, an instrument, or a sound just for itself?”
“Sound is not just about hearing and responding, or communicating. It is about becoming aware of registers that are unfamiliar, inaccessible, and maybe even monstrous; registers that are wholly indifferent to the play of human drama.”
“art is long, life is short.”
“Wilderness, the word itself is music. Wilderness, wilderness … we scarcely know what we mean by the term, though the sound of it draws all whose nerves and emotions have not yet been irreparably stunned.”
“Even a distant sound, as it is apprehended, can be heard right inside the ear. Listening realizes the intimacy of the faraway, the intimate embrace of the distant.”
“We tend to think of landscapes as affecting us most strongly when we are in them or on them, when they offer us the primary sensations of touch and sight. But there are also the landscapes we bear with us in absentia.”
“There is a tendency to clutter things up, to try to make sure people know something is art, when all that's necessary is to present it, to leave it alone.”
“My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.”
“(Rhythm) is there in the cycles of the seasons, in the migrations of the birds and animals, in the fruiting and withering of plants, and in the birth, maturation and death of ourselves.”
“And tomorrow the sun will shine again / And on the path that I shall take, / It will unite us, happy ones, again, / Amid this same sun-breathing earth…”
“Reality is a sound, you have to tune in to it not just keep yelling.”
“Now I will do nothing but listen, / To accrue what I hear into this song, to let sounds contribute toward it.”
“I don't know what specifically draws me in to music. It's just a language that makes sense to me.”
“The cock crowing in the milky dawn thinks its call raises the sun; the child howling in a closed room thinks its cries open the door. But the sun and the mother go their own way.”
“I think I could turn and live with animals. They are so placid and self-contained. They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins.”
“In the midst of human tragedy, a reminder and moment of reflection.”
“What I am trying to achieve is to be what I am to the fullest.”
“Absence blows grayly and night goes dense. Night, the shade of the eyelids of the dead, viscous night, exhaling some black oil that blows me forward.”
“We're suffering from brain fade. We need an occasional catastrophe to break up the incessant bombardment of information… The flow is constant.”
“Sustainability is regarded as a "normative concept". This means it is based on what people value or find desirable: The quest for sustainability involves connecting what is known through scientific study to applications in pursuit of what people want for the future.”
“Blue protects white from innocence / Blue drags black with it / Blue is darkness made visible.”
“If you can look across the distance without wanting to close it up, if you can own your longing in the same way that you own the beauty of that blue that can never be possessed? For something of this longing will, like the blue of distance, only be relocated, not assuaged, by acquisition and arrival.”
“Protecting what we now, offering the soft comfort of the dark in return... and then the light comes through, stronger than years of shell-shaping, stronger than that past, a tickle, a warm reminder, I've got you.”
“An artist's initial broad stroke is always most impactful, and obsessively adding layer upon layer of paint to fill in details often diminishes the painting's aura. When an aura is lost, it is impossible to get back.”
“It's very hard to have ideas. It's very hard to put yourself out there, it's very hard to be vulnerable, but those people who do that are the dreamers, the thinkers and the creators. They are the magic people of the world.”
“Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, / And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, / Do not go gentle into that good night.”
“Whole rivers seeping down, and down, ten thousand years or more. After all of it, there will be another us. To face the planet like a hurricane. Like cheerful animals ravenous for more.”
“I think nowadays it doesn't really matter where we are physically located. We create our own culture around us to a large extent, whether it's what we're listening to, what we're watching, what we're reading.”