As McLuhan says, everything happens at once.
No one can have an idea once he starts really listening.
Each moment presents what happens.
College: two hundred people reading the same book. An obvious mistake. Two hundred people can read two hundred books.
Until I die there will be sounds. And they will continue following my death. One need not fear about the future of music.
The responsibility of the artist consists in perfecting his work so that it may become attractively disinteresting.
All I know about method is that when I am not working I sometimes think I know something, but when I am working, it is quite clear I know nothing.
Nothing more than nothing can be said.
The white paintings came first; my silent piece came later.
Why do you not do as I do? Letting go of your thoughts as though they were the cold ashes of a long dead fire?
Now that things are so simple, there’s so much to do.
In the nature of the use of chance operations is the belief that all answers answer all questions.
It’s useless to play lullabies for those who cannot sleep.
In that case I will devote my life to beating my head against that wall.
Everything I see is something I haven’t memorized.
One need not fear for the future of music.
Wherever we are, what we hear is mostly noise. When we ignore it, it disturbs us. When we listen to it, we find it fascinating.
I am trying to be unfamiliar with what I’m doing.
A ‘mistake’ is beside the point, for once anything happens it authentically is.
Be happy whenever you can manage it. Enjoy yourself. It’s lighter than you think.