I just wrote a book, but don't go out and buy it yet, because I don't think it's finished yet.

Boys, if you don't stick together, how do you expect me to follow you-ah?

For a while we had trouble trying to get the sound of a champagne cork exploding out of the bottle. I solved the problem by sticking my finger in my mouth and popping it out.

It's curious how we act in moments of personal despair.

If any performer has quality in his voice he can almost always be helped to develop all the other necessary attributes.

We really were a very musical family. In spite of the fact that we were so poor when I was a youngster that supper was often just a bowl of bread and milk, Father somehow managed to squeeze out enough pennies to buy us a small pump organ, and I just loved this instrument too.

I knew nothing of the life of a real musician, of course, but somehow I seemed to see myself standing in front of great crowds of people, playing my accordion.