“Composer” is a word which here means “a person who sits in a room, muttering and humming and figuring out what notes the orchestra is going to play.” This is called composing. But last night, the Composer was not muttering. He was not humming. He was not moving, or even breathing. This is called decomposing.”
“Then the bow orchestra began to play an apocalyptically beautiful canon, one of those pieces in which, surely, the composer simply transcribed what was given, and trembled in awe of the hand that was guiding him.”
“He that composes himself is wiser than he that composes books.”
“A dean is the conductor of an orchestra made up entirely of composers.”
“The universe (which others call the Library) is composed of an indefinite, perhaps infinite number of hexagonal galleries.”
“I'm composed largely of what the streets and rooms look like, of how to arrive 'just' here.”