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Disclaimer: If Anyone Disagrees With Anything I Say, I Am Quite Prepared To Not Only Retract It, But Also To Deny Under Oath I Ever Said It.

The Reason Most Folksongs Are So Atrocious Is That They Were Written By The People.

It Is A Sobering Thought That When Mozart Was My Age, He Had Been Dead For Two Years.

Alas, Irreverence Has Been Subsumed By Mere Grossness, At Least In The So-called Mass Media. What We Have Now - To Quote Myself At My Most Pretentious - Is A Nimiety Of Scurrility With A Concomitant Exiguity Of Taste.

I Went From Adolescence To Senility, Trying To Bypass Maturity.