In The Olden Days, Everybody Sang. You

The Second Fiddle. I Can Get Plenty Of First Violinists, But To Find Someone Who Can Play The Second Fiddle With Enthusiasm

Mozart's Music Is Constantly Escaping From Its Frame, Because It Cannot Be Contained In It.

The Rhapsody Is Not A Composition At All. It's A String Of Separate Paragraphs Stuck Together - With A Thin Paste Of Flour And Water... I Don't Think There Has Been Such An Inspired Melodist On This Earth Since Tchaikovsky... But If You Want To Speak Of A Composer, That's Another Matter.

What [louis Armstrong] Does Is Real, And True, And Honest, And Simple, And Even Noble. Every Time This Man Puts His Trumpet To His Lips, Even If Only To Practice Three Notes, He Does It With His Whole Soul.

I Believe In People. I Feel, Love, Need And Respect People Above All Else, Including Natural Scenery, Organized Piety And Nationalistic Superstructures. One Human Figure On The Slope Of A Mountain Can Make The Mountain Disappear For Me, One Person Fighting For Truth Can Disqualify For Me The Entire System Which Had Dispensed It.