All Great Art Is A Form Of

Discord Occasions A Momentary Distress To The Ear, Which Remains Unsatisfied, And Even Uneasy, Until It Hears Something Better. I Am Convinced...that Provided The Ear Be At Length Made Amends, There Are Few Dissonances Too Strong For It. Disharmony, To Paraphrase Bergson's Statement About Disorder, Is Simply A Harmony To Which Many Are Unaccustomed.

The Emotions - Love, Mirth, The Heroic, Wonder, Tranquility, Fear, Anger, Sorrow, Disgust - Are In The Audience.

I Believe The Use Of Noise To Make Music Will Increase Until We Reach A Music Produced Through The Aid Of Electrical Instruments Which Will Make Available For Musical Purposes Any And All Sounds That Can Be Heard.

I Never Had A Hat, Never Wore One, But Recently Was Given A Brown Suede Duck-hunting Hat. The Moment I Put It On I Realized I Was Starved For A Hat. I Kept It Warm By Putting It On My Head. I Made Plans To Wear It Especially When I Was Going To Do Any Thinking. Somewhere In Virginia, I Lost My Hat.

What Right Do I Have To Be In The Woods, If The Woods Are Not In Me.