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November 14, 2003

Following a rather short adolescence, I became an ordinary young man, tolerable but no more. At that moment in my life I began to think and to write music. Oh yes. Wretched idea!… very wretched idea! It certainly was, for I lost no time in developing an unpleasant (original) originality, irrelevant, anti-French, unnatural, etc… Then … Continue reading qotd

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November 13, 2003

Come to the edge, he said. They said: We are afraid. Come to the edge, he said. They came. He pushed them and they flew. Guillaume Apollinaire

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November 13, 20031 Comment

Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot; others transform a yellow spot into the sun. Pablo Picasso

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November 12, 2003

“Why are our days numbered and not, say, lettered?” (woody allen)