A Smile Is A Curve

In My Dreams Of Heaven, I Always See The Great Masters Gathered In A Huge Hall In Which They All Reside. Only Mozart Has His Own Suite.

One Afternoon, When I Was Four Years Old, My Father Came Home, And He Found Me In The Living Room In Front Of A Roaring Fire, Which Made Him Very Angry. Because We Didn't Have A Fireplace.

Read (this Book), Smile, Enjoy, And If You Happen To Learn Something Along The Way, Don't Get Upset.

When I Was A Little Boy And Played Liebestraum, My Father Used To Hit Me On The Head With A Newspaper Every Time I Slopped The Cadenza . . . I Hate Liebestraum.

They Say That Nero Started The Fire Himself Because He Needed A Suitable Backdrop For His Concert.