I Tell My Piano The Things I

Simplicity Is The Final Achievement. After One Has Played A Vast Quantity Of Notes And More Notes, It Is Simplicity That Emerges As The Crowning Reward Of Art.

Sometimes I Can Only Groan, And Suffer, And Pour Out My Despair At The Piano.

Here, Whatever Is Not Boring Is Not English.

The Earth Is Suffocating... Swear To Make Them Cut Me Open, So That I Won't Be Buried Alive.

A Long Time Ago I Decided That My Universe Will Be The Soul And Heart Of Man.