Creative Futility Quotes

Publishing a volume of verse is like dropping a rose petal down the Grand Canyon and waiting for the echo.

All writing is garbage. People who come out of nowhere to try and put into words any part of what goes on in their minds are pigs.

Let the poets cry themselves to sleep, and all their tearful words will turn back into steam.

Communication without a purpose is artistic masturbation.

How vulgar, this hankering after immortality, how vain, how false. Composers are merely scribblers of cave paintings. One writes music because winter is eternal and because, if one didn't, the wolves and blizzards would be at one's throat all the sooner.

The modern composer is a madman who persists in manufacturing an article which nobody wants.

Why write a song when no one can play the notes or understand the lyrics?