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Conducting Is Like Making Love To A Hundred People At The Same Time.

From New Year's On The Outlook Brightens; Good Humor Lost In A Mood Of Failure Returns. I Resolve To Stop Complaining.

Music, Of All The Arts, Stands In A Special Region, Unlit By Any Star But Its Own, And Utterly Without Meaning ... Except Its Own.

This Will Be Our Reply To Violence: To Make Music More Intensely, More Beautifully, More Devotedly Than Ever Before.

I Hate You, Richard Wagner . . . But I Hate You On My Knees.