(i Was) My Own Teacher And Pupil,

The Guitar Is A Small Orchestra. It Is Polyphonic. Every String Is A Different Color, A Different Voice.

The Guitar Is The Most Unpredictable And Least Reliable Musical Instrument In Existence...and Also The Sweetest, The Warmest, The Most Delicate, Whose Melancholic Voice Awakes In Our Soul Exquisite Reveries.

Sometimes One Is Without The Pleasure Of Playing. But When The Silence Of The Audience Is Perfect, We Recover That.

The Piano Is A Monster That Screams When You Touch Its Teeth.

I Was My Own Teacher And Pupil, In A Comradeship So Firm And Persevering That The Most Trying Incidents Of My Life Served Only To Strengthen The Union.