Talent's Like A Baby. Wrap It Up

You Can't Possibly Hear The Last Movement Of Beethoven's Seventh And Go Slow. (oscar Trying To Talk His Way Out Of A Speeding Ticket)

I Played An Unsympathetic Part -- Myself.

Talent's Like A Baby. Wrap It Up In Wool And It Goes To Sleep.

George, If You Had To Do It All Over, Would You Fall In Love With Yourself Again?

A Conductor Should Reconcile Himself To The Realization That Regardless Of His Approach Or Temperament The Eventual Result Is The Same-the Orchestra Will Hate Him.