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. . . Well, every time I moved,
I used to look through
my papers, letters, music, and so forth, and I threw away whatever I thought
I could just to lighten the travel. That way I threw away all my earliest
work. There used to be, for instance, some settings to choruses from The
Persians by Aeschylos and an Allemande. But before that there
were some short, very short, pieces composed by means of mathematical formulae.
What do you think, moving off as we might, all of us, to the moon, might
we not all of us look through our papers? . . .
John Cage
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