I was my own teacher and pupil, in a comradeship so firm and persevering that the most trying incidents of my life served only to strengthen the unio….

When I began, the guitar was en-closed in a vicious circle. There were no composers writing for the guitar, be-cause there were no virtuoso guitarist….

It is always about discovering what, hidden, does not lie on the paper..

(I was) my own teacher and pupil, and thanks to the efforts of both, they were not discontented with each other..