The critic I liked best to sit next to was an ill-dressed young man with a large red beard. His name was Shaw - George Bernard Shaw.

My time was free during the week between the two concerts [in 1895]. I met this eccentric genius whose acquaintance I kept although I saw him only seldom.

Nimbus is doing a great service with these excellently produced transformations of piano roll recordings.

In long experience I find that a man who trusts nobody is apt to be the kind of man nobody trusts

The gift of broadcasting is, without question, the lowest human capacity to which any man could attain.

When a young man massacres innocents, we have been trained to believe that the act was due to improper levels of chemical enzymes and misfiring synapses. As we learn more about our cells, we forget more about our souls.