Whoever Is Most Impertinent Has The Best

What's Even Worse Than A Flute? - Two Flutes!

Now Let The Matter Rest As It Is, Or As It May Be, What Avail Useless Speculations? What Is To Occur We Do Not Know; Still In So Far We Do! What God Wills!

The Taste Of Death Is Upon My Lips. I Feel Something That Is Not Of This Earth.

The Wonders Of The Music Of The Future Will Be Of A Higher & Wider Scale And Will Introduce Many Sounds That The Human Ear Is Now Incapable Of Hearing. Among These New Sounds Will Be The Glorious Music Of Angelic Chorales. As Men Hear These They Will Cease To Consider Angels As Figments Of Their Imagination.

I Must Give You A Piece Of Intelligence That You Perhaps Already Know, Namely That The Ungodly Arch-villain Voltaire Has Died Miserably Like A Dog, Just Like A Brute. That Is His Reward!