So much I like to drink Scotch that sometimes I think my name is Igor Stra-whiskey.
What gives the artist real prestige is his imitators.
I know that the twelve notes in each octave and the variety of rhythm offer me opportunities that all of human genius will never exhaust.
Lesser artists borrow, great artists steal.
I haven't understood a bar of music in my life, but I have felt it.
A plague on eminence! I hardly dare cross the street anymore without a convoy, and I am stared at wherever I go like an idiot member of a royal family or an animal in a zoo; and zoo animals have been known to die from stares.
