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"I've just simply used what I've used because of the great, great expressive potential of it."
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"I've just simply used what I've used because of the great, great expressive potential of it."
"I think a lot of composers get into trouble just making up a plot and expecting an audience to follow that."
"I think one of the greatest enemies in the use of technology, however, is the idea that if you use the technology you have to throw other things out of the window."
"Well, opera began with an intent to resuscitate Greek drama, that is, modern opera as we know it."
"What's important for me is to communicate the vision that I have in sound with the audience that's hearing it."
"If you look at the timing of many of the Greek dramas from the theatrical point of view, it's all off, and I think the reason for that is that music played a very important part."
"But nevertheless, it's music ultimately that matters in opera, and opera is a piece of music reaching out as a vision in sound reaching out to the world."
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"Life is a luminous halo a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning."
"It's too short,' she said, 'ever so much too short.' Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, half-way down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waters swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad."
"I've just simply used what I've used because of the great, great expressive potential of it."
"Air of dustFor a moment I was a storm cloud,All righteous booming thunder;All sharp and pinning,Dazzling.Once the flashing fadedA sizzling prong sprang upwards.I was positively popped.The static situationStruck meNegatively, And I leaked out sulfur on the peopleWho dared hold up the sky.Strong storms are still bonelessAnd mostly all alone."
"So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea."
"The flowers were beaten down, their bent-over heads bejeweled with diamond droplets like earring on sad, rich widows."
"It must have been an endless breathing in: between the wish to know and the wish to praise there was no seam."
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