Real Men Are Sadly Lacking

My Piano Is To Me What A Ship Is To The Sailor, What A Steed Is To The Arab. It Is The Intimate Personal Depository Of Everything That Stirred Wildly In My Brain During The Most Impassioned Days Of My Youth. It Was There That All My Wishes, All My Dreams, All My Joys, And All My Sorrows Lay.

The Principal Task Of A Conductor Is Not To Put Himself In Evidence But To Disappear Behind His Functions As Much As Possible. We Are Pilots, Not Servants.

So Let Us Not Worry, And Look Instead As It Has Been Taught Us To Do, As The Birds Of The Air And The Lilies Of The Field, Keeping Complete Faith In Our Father's Goodness.

Truth Is A Great Flirt.

Mournful And Yet Grand Is The Destiny Of The Artist.