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"I beg of you... never assume an inner or an outer pose, never a disguise."
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"I was a crazy young man who let himself be blinded by his passions and obeyed only the impulses of the moment."
Impulses
"An operetta is simply a small and gay opera."
Gay
"A symphony must be like the world. It must contain everything."
World
"Destiny smiles upon me but without making me the least bit happier."
Destiny
"It is strange how one feels drawn forward without knowing at first where one is going."
First
"There is a world of difference between a Mahler eighth note and a normal eighth note."
Difference
"I also had a brother who was like me a musician and a composer. A man of great talent, far more gifted than I. He died very young... he killed himself in the prime of his life."
Life
"In its beginnings, music was merely chamber music, meant to be listened to in a small space by a small audience."
Music
"The call of love sounds very hollow among these immobile rocks."
Love
"I don't let myself get carried away by my own ideas - I abandon 19 out of 20 of them every day."
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"Naked is the best disguise."
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"Illusion is needed to disguise the emptiness within."
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"Though lust do masque in ne'er so strange disguise she's oft found witty, but is never wise."
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"The man forget not, though in rags he lies, and know the mortal through a crown's disguise."
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"What I'm looking for is a blessing that's not in disguise."
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"I beg of you... never assume an inner or an outer pose, never a disguise."
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"Grover wore his fake feet and his pants to pass as human. He wore a green rasta-style cap, because when it rained his curly hair flattened and you could just see the tips of his horns. His bright orange backpack was full of scrap metal and apples to snack on. In his pocket was a set of reed pipes his daddy goat had carved for him, even though he only knew two songs: Mozart's Piano Concerto no. 12 and Hilary Duff's "So Yesterday," both of which sounded pretty bad on reed pipes."
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"They've gone to great length to disguise the fact that I'm not in the band, even sending out a photo to promoters with my picture in it which then winds up in some of the ads on the flyers."
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"Well, I must do't. Away, my disposition, and possess me Some harlot's spirit! My throat of war be turn'd, Which quier'd with my drum, into a pipe Small as an eunuch, or the virgin voice That babies lull asleep! The smiles of knaves Tent in my cheeks, and schoolboys' tears take up The glasses of my sight! A beggar's tongue Make motion through my lips, and my arm'd knees, Who bow'd but in my stirrup, bend like his That hath receiv'd an alms! I will not do't, Lest I surcease to honor mine own truth, And by my body's action teach my mind A most inherent baseness."
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