I Do Think That Art That Doesn't

Nothing Is So Impenetrable As Laughter In A Language You Don't Understand.

They Looked At Each Other, Baffled, In Love And Hate.

Beethoven For Listening; Liszt, Chopin, And Beethoven For Playing As Well As Bach And Prokofiev And So On. If I Kept Going, This List Would Spiral. It's As Wide As Literature; In Fact, It Is Probably Wider.

I Also Know Patrick White In Australia, Both Personally And As A Writer, And Salman Rushdie In India.

Kill The Pig! Cut His Throat! Kill The Pig! Bash Him In!