When you arrive at your destination, pay absolutely no attention to the thing people call jetlag.

Raising a small child as a woman while travelling 10 months out of the year would, I believe, be something I would not be able or even want to do, although with the amazing example of Leila, I am no longer so sure.

What is classical music if not the epitome of sensuality, passion, and understated erotica that popular music, even with all of its energy and life, cannot even begin to touch?

The concept is basically; that the pieces we know and love are made up of scales, arpeggios, and the like.

A good example of how it must have been is today's world of conducting, which is still utterly dominated by men, and the prejudice the few female conductors have to battle even today is astounding.

When you arrive at your destination, pay absolutely no attention to the thing people call jetlag.

Normally, the same strange impulse which brings a crowd to an accident is present in the reaction to a concert in which something goes wrong.