The Grand Tune Is The Only Thing

There Are Two Golden Rules For An Orchestra: Start Together And Finish Together. The Public Doesn't Give A Damn What Goes On In Between.

All The Arts In America Are A Gigantic Racket Run By Unscrupulous Men For Unhealthy Women.

No Woman Is Worth The Loss Of A Night's Sleep.

They Are Quite Hopeless - Drooling, Driveling, Doleful, Depressing, Dropsical Drips.

The Sound Of The Harpsichord Resembles That Of A Bird-cage Played With Toasting-forks.