The Public Is A Monster And That

My Poor Sight Gives Me An Advantage. I Can't See The People In The Audience Who Are Scratching Their Heads While I Am Lost In My Role And Giving Everything I Have To The Drama.

When Music Fails To Agree To The Ear, To Soothe The Ear And The Heart And The Senses, Then It Has Missed The Point.

I Belong To The Givers. I Want To Give A Little Happiness Even If I Haven’t Had Much For Myself. Music Has Enriched My Life And, Hopefully - Through Me, A Little - The Public’s. If Anyone Left An Opera House Feeling More Happy And At Peace, I Achieved My Purpose.

If I Have Stepped On Some People At Times Because I Am At The Top, It Couldn't Be Helped. What Should I Do If Someone Gets Hurt... Retire?

An Opera Begins Long Before The Curtain Goes Up And Ends Long After It Has Come Down. It Starts In My Imagination, It Becomes My Life, And It Stays Part Of My Life Long After I've Left The Opera House.