21 ordspråk av Claude deBussy
Claude deBussy
A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.
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Art is the most beautiful deception of all. And although people try to incorporate the everyday events of life in it, we must hope that it will remain a deception lest it become a utilitarian thing, sad as a factory.
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Beauty must appeal to the senses, must provide us with immediate enjoyment, must impress us or insinuate itself into us without any effort on our part.
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Extreme complication is contrary to art.
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First of all, ladies and gentlemen, you must forget that you are singers.
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How much has to be explored and discarded before reaching the naked flesh of feeling.
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I love music passionately. And because I love it I try to free it from barren traditions that stifle it.
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In opera, there is always too much singing.
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It is our duty to find the symphonic formula which fits our time, one which progress, daring and modern victory demand?
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Music is the arithmetic of sounds as optics is the geometry of light.
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Music is the expression of the movement of the waters, the play of curves described by changing breezes.
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Music is the silence between the notes.
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People come to music to seek oblivion: is that not also a form of deception?
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People don't very much like things that are beautiful -- they are so far from their nasty little minds.
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Some people wish above all to conform to the rules, I wish only to render what I can hear. There is no theory. You have only to listen. Pleasure is the law.
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