It Is My Fervent Wish

My Mind And Fingers Have Worked Like The Damned. Homer, The Bible, Plato, Locke, Lamartine, Chateaubriand, Beethoven, Bach, Hummel, Mozart, Weber Are All Around Me. I Study Them. I Devour Them With Fury.

The Day Will Come When All Nations Amidst Which The Jews Are Dwelling Will Have To Raise The Question Of Their Wholesale Expulsion, A Question Which Will Be One Of Life Or Death, Good Health Or Chronic Disease, Peaceful Existence Or Perpetual Social Fever.

I Carry A Deep Sadness Of The Heart Which Must Now And Then Break Out In Sound.

A Good Cuban Cigar Closes The Doors To The Vulgarities Of The World.

The Public Is Always Good.