Talent's like a baby. Wrap it up in wool and it goes to sleep.

I am no more humble than my talents require.

A conductor should reconcile himself to the realization that regardless of his approach or temperament the eventual result is the same-the orchestra will hate him.

Self-pity - it's the only pity that counts.

There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.

An epigram is only a wisecrack that's played at Carnegie Hall.

Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm schizophrenic, and so am I.