I come to Italy [1935] not only to make music, but also to be in a country that is moving forward vigorously, that affirms itself ever more rigorously, in which one sees everywhere the imprint, and one senses the will of an intelligent and powerful regime. I became a French citizen, but spiritually I am also a fascist, above all a fascist.
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"My music is cheap. It's my name that is expensive."
"I am like a sponge. I absorb everything, and then I squeeze it out in my own way."
"I am not afraid of anything, except boredom."
"A composer is or isn't; he cannot learn to acquire the gift that makes him one, and whether he has it or not, in either case, he will not need anything I can tell him now."
"Why is it that whenever I hear a piece of music I don't like, it's always by Villa Lobos?"
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