My Sole Ambition As A Composer Is

As For Famous Men Who Were Not Artists, I Am Beginning To Be Tired Of Them. Those Poor Little Scoundrels Who Are Called Great Men Fill Me With Nothing But Overwhelming Horror.

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

Companions, In Misery And Worse, That Is What We All Are, And To Try To Change This Substantially Avails Us Nothing.

Inspiration Is Enough To Give Expression To The Tone In Singing, Especially When The Song Is Without Words.

I Conclude That The Wagnerian Operas Which Are Already In The Repertoire, And Other Masterworks As Well, Stand In No Further Need Of My Services.