The student who deceives himself into thinking that he is giving his life like an ascetic in the spirit of sacrifice for art, is the victim of a deplorable species of egotism.

When the student has her voice under complete control, it is safe to take up the lyric repertoire of Mendelssohn, Old English Songs, etc. How simple and charming they are!

French is, in many ways, more difficult for an English-speaking person to sing. It is so full of complex and trying vowels. It requires the utmost subtlety.

Just as the bird sings or the butterfly soars, because it is his natural characteristic, so the artist works.

Inspired by the purse rather than the soul, the mercenary side fairly screams in many of the works put out by every day American publishers.

We are rich in the quantity of songs rather than in the quality. The singer has to go through hundreds of compositions before he finds one that really says something.

One does not study for a goal. The goal is a mere accident.