A Cantor, When He Starts Singing, It's

Barking Dogs Don't Bite, But They Themselves Don't Know It.

A Real Pleasure Is A Pleasure That One Enjoys By One's Self, Without A Companion, And Without A Single Argument.

This Is An Ugly And Mean World, And Only To Spite It We Mustn't Weep. If You Want To Know, This Is The Constant Source Of My Good Spirit, Of My Humor. Not To Cry, Out Of Spite, Only To Laugh Out Of Spite, Only To Laugh.

A Kind Word Is No Substitute For A Piece Of Herring Or A Bag Of Oats.

When Have You Ever Heard Of A Cantor Or Any Artist Turning Anyone Down When He Is Strongly Urged To Perform?