First of all, ladies and gentlemen, you must forget that you are... by Claude Debussy

First of all, ladies and gentlemen, you must forget that you are singers.

Claude Debussy

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But music, don't you know, is a dream from which the veils have been lifted. It's not even the expression of a feeling, it's the feeling itself.

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There is no theory. You have only to listen. Pleasure is the law. I love music passionately. And because l love it, I try to free it from barren traditions that stifle it. It is a free art gushing forth, an open-air art boundless as the elements, the wind, the sky, the sea. It must never be shut in and become an academic art.

Music begins where words are powerless to express. Music is made for the inexpressible. I want music to seem to rise from the shadows and indeed sometimes to return to them.

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The sound of the sea, the curve of a horizon, wind in leaves, the cry of a bird leave manifold impression in us. And suddenly, without our wishing it at all, one of these memories spills from us and finds expression in musical language...I want to sing my interior landscape with the simple artlessness of a child.

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Music is the space between the notes. by Claude Debussy

Music is the space between the notes.

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Works of art make rules but rules do not make works of art. by Claude Debussy

Works of art make rules but rules do not make works of art.

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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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I am more and more convinced that music is not, in essence, a thing which can be cast into a traditional and fixed form. It is made up of colors and rhythms.

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Listen to no one's advice except that of the wind in the trees. That can recount the whole history of mankind.

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On those who overanalyze his music: When you tear the wings off a butterfly, it is no longer a butterfly

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Art is the most beautiful deception of all! by Claude Debussy

Art is the most beautiful deception of all!

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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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It is necessary to abandon yourself completely, and let the music do as it will with you. All people come to music to seek oblivion.

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When Claude Debussy studied at the Paris Conservatory from age ten to age twenty-two, many considered him a rebel because of his treatment of dissonance and his disdain for the established forms. He reputedly turned to a fellow student during a performance of Beethoven with the words, "Let's go. He's starting to develop.

When asked by a grumpily puzzled professor what "rules" he followed, Debussy is said to have retorted, mon plaisir "whatever I please" and he further claimed that more was to be gained by watching the sun rise than by listening to the Pastoral Symphony. Although such remarks were intended to shock, they contain a core of Debussyan verity.

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Anyone who calls my music "impressionist" is an imbecile. by Claude Debussy

Anyone who calls my music "impressionist" is an imbecile.

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[on Richard Wagner] A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a da... by Claude Debussy

[on Richard Wagner] A beautiful sunset that was mistaken for a dawn.

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There is nothing more musical than a sunset. He who feels what he sees will find no more beautiful example of development in all that book which, alas, musicians read but too little - the book of Nature.

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To complete a work is just like being present at the death of som... by Claude Debussy

To complete a work is just like being present at the death of someone you love.

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Music is the arithmetic of sounds as optics is the geometry of li... by Claude Debussy

Music is the arithmetic of sounds as optics is the geometry of light.

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